Conclusions and prologues

I am in London.

I am in my hotel.

I am fifty yards and nine and a half hours away from my appointment.

I am so lost and anxious I could cry.

The staff are obsequieous, to the point that I am deeply uncomfortable.

UCLH is beautiful. Tomorrow, I’ll photograph it.

Guten nacht.

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