Ashes to Ashes.

Summer days in London have something unique about them that other days in other towns I have visited don’t have. I don’t know if I could even describe it. They are breezy and sweet, everyone is chilled out, the parks are greener than springs the whole while the busy traffic plays its Honk Symphony as … More Ashes to Ashes.

Back in London

You might think I am full of shit since I said I would never go back to the perfid albion (England.), and you’re dead right, I am. There wasn’t much hope in my success over this summer which I spend boozing and drowning my sorrows and hate for life in some random vaginas. But at … More Back in London