Morning's first tube. Sky is still dark and the moon is like New Yorks cheese cake; full and creamy. Outside, sun is starting to shoot it's first shines to this amazing city. This mornings is London's morning, it's not like in Finland. It's warm, but the birds aren't singing 4am. nor the lights are bright enough.
These are glimpes from London.
Writing place: Piccadilly line
Time: 4.35am.
Mood: Excited
xx Lipstick
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