The second last day of the year.
The second movie was better than the first one, but it would be better the second time round.
Just like the second time round London is better than the first.
Leicester isn't the same shape the second time round, nor is Covent Garden linear.
Two shirts are better worn shared the second time round (like in the wild) and vintage stores visit new places with second-hand clothes.
A woman sings in absolute ecstacy on the tube and Luke wants to know what the song is, but the second time round we realise that her headphones aren't plugged into anything. She's just crazy.
London overloads itself with inspiration the second time round, flowing like matrix code. The streets split at the seems and old buildings well up in the eyes.
Though avenues are still muted the second time round, and the rain still mannered and on time.
On the second last day i knew more of myself, on the first day of the year i'll know less still.
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