Today I was stopped on two entirely separate occasions for directions. And both times I knew exactly how to direct the person where they needed to go. Now possibly I just look like a nice person who won't bite their head off when stopped for directions, but I prefer to think it's that I look like a Londoner.
I move tomorrow. I'm dreading the thought of carrying my luggage through the tube once again.
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