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Bored tourist, commercial face of London, I decided to look for small places and more lonely. I'm starting Exmouth Market ... I used to be here Chutes with vegetables and fruit - blaze of colors and shapes (Milosz, "baskets of olives and lemons" - although more in line was the burning ghetto, and not what I wanted to write now ...). Some ten years ago but the community has decided that he prefers to buy vegetables in supermarkets ... Stalls had almost entirely disappeared - replaced the manifold shops, restaurants and cafés, with tables under umbrellas ... And here I sit in one of those umbrellas with a cup of coffee in the sunny Wednesday popołunie. Asks an interesting account of my church with a brick, as it later turns out the only such example in the London church bazylikowego in Italian style! And here it is juxtaposed with another building, as seen later at the St John Street, the Victorian facade but with a stylized Italian Palazza, to whom I have great affection, after all ...

Leaving Exmouth Market. I pass pretty terraced budyneczki. Funny forest of chimneys, lots of greenery, solar flare (a sunny day in London!) - All this makes those very charming place. My journey takes more fairly chaotic, hard to say exactly where I reach (name of Percy Circus 'rings a bell'). I find, however, some interesting themes ... Of course the word 'interesting' is a relative nature: p I can best illustrate the idea a few shots.

And another treat for fans of Art Deco ... Florin Court - a residential building located on the east side of Charterhouse Square, Smithfield. Designed by Guy Morgan and Partners and built in 1936 - after 54 years became the residence of the fictional Hercule Poirot, for the television series! Interestingly, in the basement is a pool, a green roof on the roof (it is difficult to say whether the extensive intensive - trees do not stick out - probably extensive).

The exit - the secret passage (picture below) found at the Covent Garden: Here I begin my usual walk, and further, who knows - on foot or by bus (inherently do not like buses, but terribly crowded and sweltering subway small distances does not convince me.)

And here boughs of trees unnaturally squeezed into too little space, a little bruised ... remind me of paintings of Salvador Dali, so let a minor modification to the ...

A few shots taken on the road, and that all roads lead to the Barbican ... There he is proud of its concrete stateliness, the rekinimi balconies and shady alleys. Fascinates and worries, lost in the recesses kafkowych, one thing is certain - we can not forget about it ... [For the uninitiated: the entire complex includes the Barbican area of about 140 thousand. square meters and consists of him: residential, cultural center, several schools, a museum and some other features to skip .. hard to believe that immediately after the war, was one of the sterile areas of London bombing ... Years 1965 - 1976 gave him the present - brutalistycznego nature (k) u, due to a bold vision of men: Chamberlin, Powell and Bon. I praise them for it!]

My London vagabond takes the nature of chasing shadows. After all, the first day of true spring induces individuals doing some ...

And another sign in heaven. Yes - sometimes you look up ...

And here my walk comes to an end. Liverpool Street Station. I look around in search of more seating. Looking only reflects the rapidly passing shop windows ... no longer I walk alone - out of breath, racing crowd pulls me in the depths of the subway ... ... ... ..