we knew the gorgeous rays were too good to be true. it lasted two weeks and a bit more and in those span, it was almost impossible to explore the horizon, much less the world cup weary london of our dreams. as the fiery bluster of wind descends in our midst, we're left to pick up the remaining pieces of summer, the late sunset would be gone too soon. time to get a grip of the city before it becomes dark.
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