| Comment | I lived in London for a while, it’s a city full of cool stuff to do but holy fuck I was glad to come home. For less than the price of renting one room in a house with more than an hours commute to work, I now have a three bed flat within walking distance of three beautiful parks, plenty of cool places to hang out with my friends, and money to spend on the theatre and art stuff I love. My quality of life went from unwilling vow of poverty to actually able to have fun rather than staring up at the ceiling at 3am panicking about cash.
The litter problem and the fucking flute bands can feck off, other than that I’d rather live here than anywhere. |
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