Goodbye once again to the city that gives me lifetime stories in one incomplete weekend.
Bye bye to the colourfully vandalised buildings with rusty roofs and cracking walls.
Goodbye to the dirt on concrete, thieves who walk too close, old ladies with frozen hearts and unsmiling shop assistants.
Goodbye City I have a secret love for, for accommodating those I adore, for hosting the best parties, for my sweet adventures every time.
Goodbye stunning bright lights, the lullaby after the rough days in the wild of the streets.
My pulse is lowing down because I’m finally leaving.
This small-town girl is going home!
