London, Chelsea parties, parties...

My lifestyle will kill me. It’s not possible to recover, party, party, party… I think I’ll become a monk. I feel like sitting on the seaside and do nothing just observing waves.

Big Brother everywhere

They're so sweet. Nice people, cool restaurant. I felt like cruising on the Caribbean ferry.

Late trains don't exist in Greater London

So we went to Chelsea. On the Kings Road.
Anyclub in a posh area, anymusic in a posh club.
I've had a day off to chillout at my favourite place at Upper Street - Bierodrome

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