I eat. I sleep. I drink. I think. Maybe it's all happening. Maybe it's all in my head. The streets. The lights. The empty bus. The fish. The chips. The sirens and their shadows across my ceiling. Am I pretty? Pretty annoying? White noise. Black noise. It's how I live. This is me. This is my London.
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