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Thursday, July 07, 2005
Calling London
I love London. More than any other place I've ever been. The history. The culture. The global mix of people. I lived there for several months in the Spring of 94 and was heartbroken to have to return home. The last time Mark and I visited we stayed at the Tavistock Hotel in the financial district - which is where todays bombings were centralized. My heart goes out to the victims, their families and to the people of London who have to endure the fear of just taking the tube. Again.
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I feel exactly that same connection to London. It's my goal to retire there. Strange how a place can connect with a person.
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