Whatever comes to mind before I alter it with the overpaint of time. Mostly satire, poetry and fiction but occasional unreliable fact, as all facts seems to be today. From deepest Notting Hill. London.
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Saturday, 18 July 2009
Separated by a cigarette paper 4,000 miles thick.
I got a woman said Rusty. An American woman. The only problem is that she is 4,000 miles away.
Thats about the right distance for a woman said tristan
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