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Every month or so, I feel this terrible need to visit London … to walk down the streets of the city I first called home away from home. I wouldn’t claim it is easy, uprooting the only life you’ve ever known and moving to...

DISCLAIMER: What you are about to read may or may not produce strong feelings of WHAT THE FUCK DID I JUST READ AND WHY. Continue at your own discretion Some days are kind. You wake up and there is a sense of purpose, a...

Life is like a candle, burning slowly and eerily through a long dark night. By the time it is daylight, it burns out.Candle has but only its own fire that burns with its very own fuel to keep the night lit. I have walked...