Ok… found poem that I thought was about Ladbroke Grove…rehashed?
It’s a glitzy, bustling, laid back world

A contradiction of sorts

Concrete roads and hidden paths bare their souls

Fast cars screech tyres

Turn heads with a revving roar

Slinky hairdos, pouting lips

Hide their applause

It’s a glitzy, bustling, laid back world

Where night falls to a cascade of lights

Expectant; phones are answered before the call

Clutched to ears; the party stage is set for all

This glitzy, bustling, laid back world 

Pulsating with a beat as cultures kiss

With the wisdom of age and the beauty of youth

Is all there is to Kingsland Road 

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Okay…(now I know when this poem was written)