Living in an Elitist Neighbourhood in London
as a first-generation immigrantIt’s 12 in the afternoon, and the sun is striking. I’m all packed up, ready to start my life in Notting Hill, London, in a converted basement flat of a pink townhouse.
Leaving behind people I’ve known for almost 3 years in Essex, people I’ve worked with, and those I’ve loved. I didn’t go to escape but to follow my dream.