So you get pictures from London, because that is the last time my camera worked. It's just that kind of girl.
Not only is this a pretty good Extras crossover, but MAN: I FEEL YOU. (We didn't get to see this, even though we tried. Apparently poor matchstick girls aren't allowed into "real theater")
In fact we even stayed in a real prison/prison cell.
The peephole on our door:
The old barbed wire from the cell window that surrounded the building. Or Western Europe, metaphorically: 
How about some more London food?
1. This is fish and chips. What you see is about as far as I got but you know, good hustle.

2. Then this happened, which is the best
No we didn't eat there, but wanted to keep it on a pedestal. Recommend with: the Vader/McDonald's ads in Paris
Until I transfer pictures from Ann's computer or find a battery charger you're stuck with my couple of days in London. In your face? (Well not to mention that internet is now a myth and trying to find it feels like sailing for the new world. Whatever that means.)
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