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London Dramas II: The Trick that makes me Smile

by Ambar Fogué De Madre March 16, 2014

Living in Dalston, in north-east London, means you end up a long way from a lot of things. Above all, from north-west London.

In Dalston, gravestone-white is the predominant colour. Day or night, you walk around in a living cemetery. At 9am, the streets are populated by a bustling crowd, many taking the bus or heading for the overground station, café latte in hand. Others wander around the market or take out cash from an ATM. Few people stay at home at 9am on a Tuesday. But my friend does.

March 16, 2014 0 comment

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London Dramas: When is this suffering gonna end?

by Ambar Fogué De Madre January 3, 2014

I tend to think stupid things at night. Sometimes they’re so ridiculous that I can’t stop myself laughing out loud. It’s serious, I’m a head case. I live in London, and so it’s in this city that I sleep. In a double bed, too much of a double, so much so that it causes confusion. Especially for me. Take last night, when I greeted the person that wasn’t there, and yet who could have been. “Hello, my love,” I said.

January 3, 2014 0 comment