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London, UK

London, UK

I caught the bus from Kensal Rise to Oxford Street. There were coach loads of people going to the march.

As I looked out of the bus window, an old guy wearing a turban on one of the coaches looked up and caught my eye. We smiled at one another. I signed ‘peace’ to him with my fingers and smiled. He did the same. That brief mioment really touched me.

The whole day was amazing, but funny how that brief encounter stayed with me the most.We may not have stopped the war, but I’d do it again, and agaian, and again in a heartbeat. We are indeed many!