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Amazing wasn't it. I didn't have a camera on me so I'm glad you caught it. The BT tower was lost in fog - yet everwhere else was bright and clear. Strange weather makes you appreciate London more.

fantastic. how i miss working next to that place

Have you read Saturday? I hated it.

Wow.

I miss London

What does it mean?

One evening (soon) around 6:06 (or 12:06), the top of the tower will begin to rotate. It will take about 12 1/2 minutes to build the necessary angular momentum, but the motion will be obscured by the lovely colored light show, so familiar now that no one will notice anything (or, being English, will admit to noticing anything) until the ship whirls up and away over the rooftops of London and the remaining tower, having served its intended purpose, crashes to the street below in its unintended but ultimately more significant role as the starter's pistol of New Time.

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