Safiyyah typed "London's hidden gems" into Google and this came up: God's Own Junkyard.
We're all thinking the same thing here, no need to censor. What the fuck is "God's Own Junkyard"? I will give you two facts to help you conceptualize this needle in the haystack of London.
1. Have you ever looked at the exterior light fixtures on a strip-club - or something more G-rated, a carnival? G.O.J. makes these. They've been doing this since the 1950s.
2. Upon stepping back into the world, everything seems, well, dull in comparison to what you just witnessed. This is seriously not an opinion.
Welcome to God's Own Junkyard.