last summer, every evening I would ride the tube with my roommate Asti, from central London to Harrow. It was a long ride after a long day, and we would sit quietly on the moving train. Sometimes we would be so tired we couldn't even talk to each other, in those days, I would search for some paper to read, so does Asti.
One of the things I love about London is that they provide morning or evening free papers in every tube station, in The London Paper's case, every evening, you could see their vendors with its trademark purple fleeces in some strategic places.
I love to read, every morning I always grab a copy of Metro before hopping on the train, it was like my tradition. And on the evening, to finish my day I would read the London Paper. Believe me, these two papers are the ones that provide me with London news and with such informations I could be careful because sometimes, London can be so dangerous.
And now, knowing that The London Paper has stopped publishing, I don't know why but I feel kinda sad. I mean, I'm not even live in London, or even open its website everyday, but you know, when one part of your memory has gone forever, which you love that memory, especially that part, you must be sad, right?
so yeah, I'm sad because The London Paper has stopped publishing, they won't even tweet again!
because deep inside my heart, I want to go back to London, and when I do, I want to read this paper again
bye The London Paper, as soon as this global economic crisis ends, will you publish again?
i cant believe you go straight to your blog too. this sucks ;"((((((((((((((((
ResponderEliminarit issssss! i'm sad : (
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