By Samantha Renke in the Metro.
I have a confession: I seem to have fallen out of love with London, something I never thought would (or even could) happen.
Having moved to the Big Smoke almost nine years ago to follow my dreams and live independently, I imagined spending the rest of my adult life here, but that vision doesn’t seem so clear nowadays.
Don’t get me wrong, I still get a flutter in my belly when I drive past Big Ben, or have the honour of being invited to the Houses of Parliament (which totally looks like Hogwarts inside by the way) and I’m often astounded by how much London has to offer 24/7.
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