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About London

Ever wonder who’s real? Profiles lie—catfish everywhere. Not the swimmin’ kind, ha! Once saw a post—chick braggin’ bout bangin’ 10 dudes. Week later? Pregnant, no clue who’s pops. Shocked me—wild west out there! Still, it’s fun—thrill of the chase. “Tabu” says, “passion blinds…” Damn right! You into it? Tell me—whaddya think?

Then, I decide to grab a coffee at this little café on Granary Square. It’s got this cool vibe, all hipster and stuff. I order a flat white, whatever that is. The barista looks at me like I’m from another planet. “You mean a latte?” she says. I’m like, “Sure, whatever gets me caffeine.” I sit down, and the view of the canal is nice. I’m sipping my drink, feeling all zen, when suddenly, a duck waddles by. Just a duck, chillin’. I’m thinking, “Is this a sign? Am I supposed to be more like this duck?”

King's Cross masterplan brings part of the city "back into an entirely new use"