I think my travels have changed me; on returning to London everything seemed a little small, a little pinched. Small minotaurs:
Small cyclopses:
Small people:
Small clothes:
Small banjos:
Even Heathrow was smaller than I remembered it:
London didn't get too small, I just got too big. I blame the large portions.
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