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Do you see me?

Hey there! I’m pleased to write this appreciation article to thank you all for reading and following The Britalian Post. If I read the...

Mind the gap

I hate the Piccadilly Line! It’s slow, it’s rammed, trains go missing, and every stop is a pain in the ass. Like being stuck...

Same old story

“She ain’t listening, J.” (Chuckling) “They never fucking do, Ed!” Yeah, same old story. Earlier that Saturday, I met with Edward in Holloway Road to do...

Sunday Bloody Sunday

Last night I couldn’t sleep. You know, like when you’re lying in bed, eyes wide open, staring at the white ceiling concentrating on the...

Parallel dimensions

How curious to think that similar events can happen and be developed in the same exact moment. How absurd to believe that a single...

I have a dream

Have you ever wondered if what you’re living is real? Have you ever thought or felt that life could be something else than what...

Imagine

Imagine. 1971. A masterpiece for music history. The soundtrack for everything. A melody that never stops resonating. As a Beatles fan, I belong to...

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