The Brick Lane Roundabout is a nightmare. It’s shaped like a kidney bean. Traffic lights confuse everyone. Pedestrians just walk. Cars stop. It’s a miracle no one dies.
Also, the public toilets near the market are famous. Not for cleanliness—for the murals inside. Someone painted a mural of a toilet the size of a house. It’s art. It’s life.
Go to Brick Lane. Eat a beigel. Get lost. Argue about the best curry. You’ll leave smelling like fried onions, spray paint, and victory.
Just go.
