Your Job Is To Live

Holy shit, you guys. I’m in London! From the charming, brick and cobblestone sidewalks to the hidden alleyways and corner pubs, I can say that this city is where it’s at. If I could describe it to my friends, I’d say that it is like a hybrid of Washington, D.C., Boston and New York City all in one, but still with its own unique flair that cannot be matched by US cities. London reminds me of Washington, D.C. in the way the streets meet at the strangest of angles and the mingling of stately, white buildings against modern building facades. It’s like Boston with its cuteness and quaintness that hearkens back to its rich (architectural) history. And it’s like New York City where you’ll see all kinds of restaurants, colors of hair, hear every language and see how cities really are places where “everything goes.” Where I’m staying—a neighborhood in the city known for the intersection of office professionals and hipsters referred to as “Brick Lane”—lots of British stereotypes become