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Feb 2016
I found Soho a ghost as it was rain drenched streets that were but a skeleton of there former self .

The tube is just a hive people ants all going seperate places lost yo themselves and nowhere in particular at all.

Faces from Windows view all old lady do you see me as I can't see you .
We are on a decline the streets reflect the broken that has always been.

Tomorrow's another day .
Zongo
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