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“Had T. S. Eliot been born in the late 1980s I have no doubt that he would be standing on a dingy stage, clad in a Converse T-shirt roaring incomprehensibly about April being the cruellest month.” The Dreaded Press
In the morning I watch the 2012 Olympic torch being lit
by the sun (it only took a few seconds) while a group of Greek
actors strike classical poses and move slowly as isl...
Saturday 5th May 2018 6:47 pm
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