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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Thursday, 19 May 2011
Melpomeni.
I briefly chatted with Melpomeni at the Tabernacle last night. Check her out:
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