Melting on the vinyl score board
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Lame fixation on the crushing smell of tender skin around the slip knot of the yo-yo buried in the right pocket. Focus results with there being no jersey on the back. A sure sign of falling out of the group in terms of uniform. Every one else sporting the colours of the Comic Shop.
Pop Heads at the post with the hosting duties for the Guildford Bowling and Recreational Club's annual trivia fundraising night.
Nothing easy as trivia is trivia. People out there at the time of most of these pressings and live pop bubblegum instances fare far better than the heads more in tune with TV themes and hits born originally on the digital layer of a CD.
Competition is tough, the questions obtuse and a quarter of the team is without hope. Scribbling for the bandanagram of "Black Feather" and listening to the Temptations paying off only slightly. Trailing from the start, it's a loss and a placing of seventh from seven tables in the room.
Flying out of the vault, Neil Diamond's Hot August Night. A copy landing on every table in the room. Along with many other names and acid level LPs, DVDs and CDs. So many questionable samples in the bunch.
Midnight air outside on the streets is cold and industrial. Heavy fog makes the way home a little harder to spot with visibility dropping down to only six or eight metres.
Soon Van - Monday, 17 July 2006 - 05:20
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- Squeezing money for drama and animals
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