Memories Shatter and Fall into the Sea IV

It's hard to describe London's character, but you know full well that he has one. Many people say, "The real London lies behind the main roads." They try to make much of the century-old shops, haute couture, fashion weeks, top-tier hotel service, the royal lawns, and so on. Yet no one can hide the city's profound history. I call it profound because there is so much here that you can't see, or perhaps you can see it, but how much of it is real? Only when you come here do you realize that your eyes aren't the only things that can deceive you. It's cold and rainy all year round. The temperate oceanic climate is a handsome, ill-tempered fellow. He makes you fall in love with him, then turns your eyes, ears, mouth, and nose against you, leaving your senses useless. All that remains is unrequited love, desires running dry, and the natural order in utter disarray… It's all fake, all of it.