Sunday revved with the purring of the motorbike of the postie delivering in the lead up to their busiest time of the year. On show was a continued subscription to a street magazine that once featured an article about a guy walking around an expo and a bank statement. Today there was nothing except the feeling of dusty blowing all over the freshly wet line of clothes desperately trying to dry themselves before being subjected to the vile spray of a sick man trying to spread his ills.
On this cavern of mail it still leaves the niggling worry on how to sufficiently turn Alison Dare's Miss Adventure into a suitable wrap. Carnal creases or gentle buffering?
Wednesday, 24 December 2003
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