Days like these make me pretty upset about being a London. I love my city. Why oh why cant we all just get along. I guess that's just my wishful thinking. This young woman cradling what I assume is her young son, lets rip with a 'Go back to where you came from' tirade. Apparently there's somewhere on the world map called Nigeragua or was that Nigeria? She couldn't make her mind up due to the Stella jars. Intoxicated or not, its unacceptable and a disgrace.
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