Etles, E11

It is a common misconception that London is a city. It is, in fact, a series of communities, tied together by bonds of underground line, riverbank, compass direction, night bus. And beyond and beneath these geographic communities, we have cultural communities, rendering their own flavours to the streets.

So appetised, your average gutter-jumping Londoner can venture towards the TfL horizons and be generously rewarded for their commitment and optimism. It happened to us a few weekends back in Singburi, Leyton, and in the same spirit of greedy anthropology we set off to Walthamstow, once of Essex, now of Greater London.

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