Several months ago, I found an old London Underground ticket from my first trip there 9 years ago. The ticket was faded and dim, much like my memories of the city. I had loved the old buildings and European architecture. I'd loved the convenience of the tube and the distinct black cabs shuttling people across the city. I remember getting lost and reading maps under our umbrellas on the sidewalks. As I pocketed the faded tube ticket, I realized how excited I was to rediscover the old city. … [keep reading...]
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