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Out for a walk on a cold and damp winter day south side of the river, I stopped as I frequently do at Blackfriars. I love the remnants of the old bridge, a kayak came out of the darkness and paddled quietly down the river, he looked at me and I looked at him, even though there were thousands of people around I felt like we were the only two on the river at that moment. He disappeared under the next bridge and was gone. A singular moment in the life of this ancient river and city.
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