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Here is one of the worst things about having someone you love die It happens again every single morning.
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London opens to you like a novel itself. ... It is divided into chapters the chapters into scenes the scenes into sentences it opens to you like a series of rooms door passsage door. Mayfair to Piccadilly to Soho to the Strand.
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