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Friday, 9 July 2010

Hampstead Heath

Yesterday evening I was ambling through the strange twilight of the Heath, wandering in the gloaming above London. Lying on the grass, looking over the lights of the city, walking down darkening paths under trees ... much more beautiful and healthy than a boring table in a crowded pub. One of those magical half-times suspended in the warm dark.

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