It started off with a single purple man standing beside a single purple armchair where sat a single purple woman.
I was intrigued.
Then it became a smattering of purple deckchairs in popular busy park.
I could not help but take a second look.
When it escalated to dozens of purple men and women on every street corner between work and the train station, all desperate to shove a free newspaper down my throat I only felt disappointment.
London Lite was not what i was expecting, wanting or requiring.
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