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倫敦路邊的咖啡站，有時候一旦單純的喝咖啡或排隊等咖啡被拍了下來以後，一個瞬間的動作就變成了永久的定格，一切彷彿就變的戲劇化起來，被截取的舉手投足也莫名得不可思議起來。

特別的店頭設計，超大的籠子，願意被關的應該就只有店員了巴...

所謂的襯裙巷，一大堆topshop剪標品，還有很多知名女裝，全部10鎊以內，甚至兩件五鎊，還去牛津圓環買什麼呢?? 躲在倫敦市中心的便宜貨集散地，添增了倫敦多樣化的面貌

創意髮飾，好看實用但好像不太舒服...

努力秀創意髮飾的義大利老闆

帽子，很多的帽子

大特價，sale標語一定要清晰可見，只是對我來說多數商品打折後還是不敢恭維...

爸爸帶著小女兒在舊書攤尋寶，爸爸認真翻著散裝的書頁，小女兒也若有其事的看著雜亂的插圖

假人模特兒依該是最時尚的指標了巴，而真人買衣服似乎只是為了跟假人媲美，雖然穿得漂亮就好，但心裡總是覺得怪怪的

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(4) RYAN COOKE, My best friend ever

Everyone who knows me in the England definitely knows that I have a friend called Ryan Cooke, and if my life has any difference from other people, it is also because of him. It was in the late September of last year I met Ryan in front of the library. He told me that when I introduced myself in the class, he already decided to make friends with me because instead of explaining why I study at this programme, I said that Taiwanese army sucks and like to drink whisky. Ok, fair enough. As for me, before we had our first coffee in the Opposite, my impression of him was that he is a tall guy, like to listen to Jazz, dresses like a band player and can drink a lot. I think that we do exchange our numbers, but for a new comer in the UK like me, it is almost impossible to understand what a native speaker is talking about on the phone at beginning, anyway, thanks god, we can use text. However, the first coffee with him was not through the phone or text but the coincidence (if there is no destiny)...

結婚

結婚這天風裡有比糖果還甜蜜的味道是幸福為你們的精心佈局兩千道彩虹也無法詮釋那幾近狂暴的悸動人生從此不再與影子跳雙人舞的確，承諾的重量不輕卻是單膝跪下的適當負荷時間伴隨著騎士的眼神和淬鍊的堅定而閃亮刻畫在牆上的則是為了一切而存在的存在與你們錯過的不會再是彼此，並且一場神聖的儀式將證明即使偶有磨擦如段落的話語稍不接續的時候愛依舊是獨特的重力只吸引互相情感製成的調色盤也會讓生活裡的悲喜永遠有最新鮮的顏料，於是在起床後惺忪的看著對方的同時，僅僅點頭微笑便是世上最美麗的瞬間這是兩人的時刻與一段愛情的起點

however...

> Paris is not as terrible as hell, it has its own strength, anyway. people dance, sing and do all kinds of performance on the street to attract tourists. Maybe it is a way of living, but for me, it is a way of releasing their desire and a way of addressing the city of art. they are the representatives of the vigorous side of Paris. If you ask me how do I mark the Paris, I would say: low pass. Too many visitors ruin the face of ths city, I should have come to Paris in the winter. Let the cold winds freeze the smell of sweat and stink subway, let the heavy duffle coats wrap people's rudness and greedy eyes to the tourists, let the heat of street preformancer glow the Eiffel Tower, let me attract by this city. it is not quite fair to judge Paris from a visitor's point of view. Because what is good in Paris has been there so much longer than the people in the city. the seine river, and the countless bridges across it. the splendid buildings and tower, the bule sky and green tr...

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