London, like all big cities, is made of stories. Stories of people, of feelings, of tragedies, of coincidences: stories of daily life. My favourite story starts when, once upon a time, a Brazilian boy went to London. He was really excited and all he wanted was to see Big Ben and Buckingham Palace - which were exactly all he knew about London. But little by little he noticed that London was much more than what he used to watch on the TV. It was much more than beautiful sights, interesting museums or wonderful parks. Instead, London was a nice afternoon having lunch with your friends in the park on a sunny day. London was the rain that makes the couples squeeze themselves under their umbrellas. London was the cold hands on the warming cup of tea. He was very happy. And very glad that this story does have more characters. He met a lot of new friends, some really good friends and one best friend. They were from different parts of the world and having them all together in the same place was so unlikely to happen that he thought it must have been a kind of magic - London's magic. But the most incredible magic, and the climax of this story, was still to come. Among all those beautiful and nice places in London, he learnt that his favourite one was called Trafalgar Square. There he had good and bad moments. There he had love and hate - the perfect mix of feelings that all loved things cause in us. There he met the most beautiful girl in the world. Now, he knows much more about London. He knows that he has got wonderful friends and that Trafalgar Square will always be there for him - he just doesn't know if that girl will be there again. And this is his story - unfinished. London's stories have no end, like this, and "Tomorrow" is a new chapter we will never know. By the way, how about you? What's your (favourite) story?