Moments of history
My mother sent me a box of mementoes from under her house (and yes, those of you who know my cupboards well enough are going to say, “what!? *more* rubbish?”). In it was a folded piece of A4 paper, made into a card, written on in pencil. “Dear...Protected: Part well-earned and part serendipity
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I didn’t go out to Electundra last night because I broke {ariel flux} while trying to upgrade the software it runs on. D’Oh! V. annoying. Ah well, I have a season pass and they have more stuff happening Wednesday, Sunday and then...A poem is a city
Have just seen Factotum at the Nova with Matt, so I thought I’d post this Bukowski poem that’s in it, while I get my head together to write the review for {ariel flux}. A Poem is a City by Charles Bukowskia poem is a city filled with streets...Protected: Yet another enjoying life post
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