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A10 A11 A13 A12 A12 0mi 1 0km 1 Bethnal Green Shoreditch Haggerston Dalston Homerton West Ham Stratford Bromley Poplar Canary Wharf Stepney Wapping Temple Mills Upper Clapton Stoke Newington Stamford Hill Leyton Lower Clapton Bow ROMAN WAL LS Broadway Market River Lea River Thames TOWER BRIDGE LONDON BRIDGE REGENT'S CAN AL HERTFORD UNION CANAL OLYMPIC PARK VICTORIA PARK HACKNEY MARSH CAMBRIDGE HEATH RD. BRICK LANE WHITECHAPEL RD. COMMERCIAL RD. THE HIGHWAY HACKNEY RD. BETHNAL GREEN RD. OLD ST. WOODSEER ST. HACKNEY ISLINGTON TOWER HAMLETS NEWHAM WALTHAM FOREST RED- BRIDGE CITY OF LONDON EAST LONDON The Rising East "The East End of London is a world in itself," wrote Charles Dickens. The constellation of skyscrapers in Canary Wharf's financial district (opposite) is a world within that world, built from docklands aban- doned in the 1960s, when shipping moved downriver to deeper water. 0mi 8 0km 8 M25 M25 Thames HEATHROW AIRPORT GREATER LONDON Built-up area NGM MAPS SOURCE: OPENSTREETMAP at ve minutes from work, for which he was happily paying £1,000 a month. "I like living here because of the convenience and ability to network," he said. Kramaley, whose round face is framed by a Beatle-like mop of black hair, relishes the roller-coaster ride of a start-up. "I know I could get a well-paid job doing coding or marketing, but I like being in control of my own destiny." His goal? "To make two million pounds." " for the newest immi- grants," said Sotez Chowdhury, 22, a Bengali com- munity organizer for Shoreditch Citizens. " ey keep wondering---which ethnic group is next? I keep saying, ese are the new immigrants, and you can't say they don't belong." He meant the young professionals who had moved in, lured by the vibrancy and hipness of the place. One night Sotez; his mother, Rowshanara, who is a family therapist; and I walked down Brick Lane, the heart of Banglatown, as it's called. e lower end of the street with its curry restaurants (there are more than 50) glowed with the amin- go pinks, acid greens, and garish yellows of neon signs; the air practically vibrated with the smells of curry, cloves, and burning charcoal and the blaring Bollywood music. At Woodseer Street, (Continued on page 94) London U.K.