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...
