Thursday 25th August

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EVERYTHING TASTES OF FISH BUT I’M OK THIS WAY UP:

Memories of good times haunt good, hurt good, remembering the
best time. Smart water, high water, hot water, skinny water.
Freshly squeezed passion, better than never. Instant free-fall,
wake-up-call, ping! Stay cool, steaming, slow walk in from the
street, heels clicking, cooking, smoking. Heads turn, all the boys
looking. Perfume of a breakdown on a road at the edge of night.
Here it comes, a different sun, rising over the horizon.
Take a picture easily forgotten.

Hi, how are you?
Tired
Hide your mouth behind your hand when you’re yawning.

Savoy Brown – ‘Train to Nowhere

(K)

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