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No Place Like London || narry

When I sit on the buss and watch the trees fly by outside the window, I think of you. I think of you, and me, and us, and them, and London. London that brought you to me. You're an angel, now, stuck in paradise - fighting to get out. And, darling, if you ever break loose from the chains that are keeping you there. Come find me in hell. Because believe me, there's no place like London.

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This book contains a lot of cussing and mentions of sexual activity. 

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