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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Tuesday, 18 May 2010
Thoughts for a friend on a very cruel event.
.I feel firmly put in place tonight.
Joking aside I take the piss out of mankind, Notting Hill, tourists and myself but sometimes I have to stop and wonder.
I do not believe in god and am now left to puzzle over who could possibly do such a cruel thing.
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