London is the place to be. The place to live, to hunt, to cheer and despair and go out in flames under the smog-streaked city lights with all your loveliest strangers beside you. The place where soldiers and coppers and consulting detectives alike take their fill of alleyway chases and leaps of faith. It can be weary. Exhilarating. Just plain home. And sometimes, a familiar cobblestone labyrinth is just what you need.

A mix for the various feelings of various people in a very varied city.

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