All day long I sit in view of my beautiful abode. I move to different locations around the residence taking it all in. Soaking up the glory of it all. It was not always like this. I used to live on the streets of London, playing guitar to make money to survive. Until I saw this place, and knew I couldn't go back to where I had been before. Everyone should be as lucky as I am. I've lived on both sides of the tracks. Now it's my job to reach out to others who live the way I used to. Starting with the little girl who lives on the street down the rode from my beautiful abode. Did I mention my abode is beautiful?
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