my neighbourhood.

– North Kensington –

I still remember asking my husband what was the tube station of the next house we were going to visit. It was the first house to let that we had visited and I just felt it. “This is the one.”. My husband ignored me and wanted to visit the remaining houses that we had picked. I did not want to visit this one but it just conquered me. I have to believe more in my intuition. This is the first place I can call home since I left my parents’ home at 17. Thank you, London. Thank you, North Kensington. Thank you for making┬áme feel welcome.

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