timeladv: If you see something unusual or notable, dismiss it. Just keep walking. But if there’s a bit of London so unremarkable that you don’t even think about it… stop. You could very well be standing right outside a trap street. Count everything that you see. Source: lokidlaufeyson

enigmaticwho: Foxes (singing) : On a collision course I am a satellite, I’m out of control.               I’m a sex machine ready to reload. Like an atom bomb about to oh, oh, oh.               Travelling at the speed of light.               Wanna make a supersonic woman of you. Source: enigmaticwho