No, I mean, there's more to come, I promise.
But it says 9:47 on the clock on my computer, which means it's actually 2:47 the next morning where I am.
And I couldn't help but pop in to say that right now, at this moment, in London, in the wee hours of the morning after a party, while I'm still wearing makeup and fishnets, it's all just kind of... right.
I got my London back.
More soon, I promise.
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