When I was watchin’ the news yesterday, I couldn’t avoid thinking on my trip there on february. We stayed in a hostel quite near from russell square, and so, that station was at the end of the trip very familiar to us. I’m not trying to figure out how would I react if that has happened during mi visit there. Simply I remember all that people and places that suffered the terrorist attack. I remember the market just in front of the entrance of the underground where we daily buy some drinks and food. I also remember all the people that stood there talking about their lifes and so on or the squirrels that run for all the square next to the undergound waiting for somebody to give them some food. The people that walk fastly to arrive on time at work and so many details that make me feel so sad at this very moment.

Moreover I planned to visit london again next week with a friend but finally we can’t. King’s Cross is one of the basic connections for travellers when they get to central london from any of the outskirts airports.

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