Sunday, September 30, 2007

London time

It doesn't matter whether you are late or not, if you are in Oxford Circus you will run. Exactly like everybody else.

You run to get a green traffic light, you run not to miss a bus or simply because there's no hanging about between Tottenham Court Road and Oxford Circus.

The famous fast-paced London rhythm becomes part of you, your soul, your attitude, and in more than one occasion you'll find yourself breathless without an actual reason.

My cousin told me once: "What I remember of London is that everybody runs". Now I understand what she meant.

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