All That Sparkles and Glitters
New Years Eve 2021. Primrose Hill, London.I had just arrived at Chalk Farm Station after taking the train from my family residence. It was New Year’s Eve, roughly 10-ish. Night black, lights on — whether cell phones or the lights in everyone’s eyes. I walked from the station upwards, past the river bridge, towards Primrose Hill. I may have been checking the time on my iPhone meanwhile, idk. As usual, passing classical high-real estate buildings, champagne-attractive women, and people in 1/4 z...
All That Sparkles and Glitters
New Years Eve 2021. Primrose Hill, London.I had just arrived at Chalk Farm Station after taking the train from my family residence. It was New Year’s Eve, roughly 10-ish. Night black, lights on — whether cell phones or the lights in everyone’s eyes. I walked from the station upwards, past the river bridge, towards Primrose Hill. I may have been checking the time on my iPhone meanwhile, idk. As usual, passing classical high-real estate buildings, champagne-attractive women, and people in 1/4 z...
