today's plan: walk around westminster, go to the tate modern, walk around some more, etc.
I took the night bus (conjuring up images of harry potter and the night bus with the comfy beds) and it was very uncomfortable. There was less legroom than on a plane. this reinforces my idea that buses are for the proletariat. i love that word. proletariat.. it just rolls of the tongue like other words.. meloncholy, etc.
I also love that there are so many ways to say proletariat like there are so many ways to say crazy.
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