It smells of Camden Town

The other day, after avoiding several NGO survey takers, as I was walking down Carretas street, I identified something that wasn’t unnoticed by my nostril. It was a familiar scent that reminded me of a post from Manual de un buen vividor’s blog, where he tells that an exact point of Metro Gran Vía, specifically…

Remembering you

When we first met you made a big impression on me. Your stunning personality, the way you dealt with people from any place in the world, the elegance that only you radiated. You introduced me lots of people, you even encountered me with old friends. You showed me your alternative side in Camden Town, between…