London is a city that sleeps too much. This is the mould of its quality. A magnetic contract: to reinvent itself on the other side of dream, each day. And such dreams, smouldering against the tidal spine of the river, telling and retelling the tales that must be told to manifest a city’s bones. Whispering the night architecture back into stone.
Iain Sinclair (b.1943), London: A City of Disappearances
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Did Iain actually ever visit London? Perhaps he slept too much himself! (I looked him up and he was born in Cardiff, and has lived in Hackney since 1968. So if he has been in London since then, he hasn’t been paying attention. ☺️)
Cheers, Pete.
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I couldn’t get on with his celebrated book, maybe because he wasn’t from The Smoke.
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Nobody who is not a ‘real’ Londoner should think twice before writing books about our city.
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London seems to have gone from a city that sleeps too much, to a city that never sleeps 🤔.
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CCTV never sleeps, that’s for sure 🙁
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