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second son assisted me on some shootings with great Irish band, 'fontaines DC' in our old manor, hackney wick
soo weird, the wick: it's completely transformed and we have been completely erased
like we were never there
just a distant memory
at least when i drive past the bunker, it's still there and i can see they're still turning on my festoon lights.
that's a different kind of weird: like driving past our old farm
places we have been