MY HEART BELONGS TO …LONDON

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I have to tell you. my heart belongs to her ( not it..HER ! ) as she is like a friend for me : an elegant Lady that opened her arms to me when  I arrived there 30 years ago.

I was alone with just a lot of dreams in my bag to fullfill . First of all to prove myself I was someone who could live alone in a big city,have the freedom to decide by myself what to do and NOT to do and enjoying the lovely Lady walking on her streets, on her bridges, in her parks and inside herself into the underground smelling all the scents of the streets and feeling , finally, completely  A L I V E as never before

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