True. But London is still a third-world sh-thole, courtesy of an imported replacement population, which carried maladies such as Islam and African savagery into a once-civilized city.
I love London, feel right at home there — but one time I took the wrong bus, realized my mistake and ended up in an East London Moslem area. It definitely was like stepping off the bus into an uncomfortable third world place.
Every time I sit on the bus near a woman (presumably female) in a black “shroud”, with or without her always-grumpy male guardian, I wonder what she must think of us infidels, and why be in London if she despises the place.