It's hard to describe London's character clearly, but you know he has character.
Many people say that "the real London is behind the avenue", and they try to enlarge the century-old shops, haute couture, fashion week, top hotel services, Royal Lawn, etc. But no one can do anything to hide that profound history. I say it is profound because there are too many things in it that you cannot see, or because you have seen it, but how much of it is true?
When you come here, you realize that it's not just the eyes that can deceive people? It is cold and rainy all year round here, and the temperate oceanic climate is a handsome but surly guy. He makes you fall in love with him, makes your eyes, ears, mouth and nose betray you, loses sight, smell, and knowledge, and ends up with nothing but a fallen flower, purposeful flowing water, ruthless emotions, and everything is empty. The sky is always in a mess...
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Fake, fake, all fake.
