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Lost Post: Sunrise in Nyaung Shwe
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Lost Post: Malaysia in Reverse
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Lost Post: The Fishing Dance of Myanmar
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Lost Post: Jaisalmer Through Gold
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Lost Post: One Photo Please
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Spin: The Things We Do For Love
Hey little fella, I’ll buy a pest repeller, Hide under an umbrella, And fly with a propeller, Break both of my patella, Bend spoons with Uri Geller, Go see a fortune teller, Drink fifty cans of Stella, Eat balls of Mozzarella, Suck toes of David Mellor, Be ill with salmonella, Turn orange Donatella, We sing…
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The Bitch Is Dead
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I’m Crucified!
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Lost Post: The Million Mile of Mirror
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Baaarrrr II – The Purpose of Sheep
A poet. Yes with a King Charles spaniel and up-lighters. Market stalls and wondering dick heads at chav night. Fuck you. Sun a March born miracle. Now gone split glimmer of bright light. Motorway, Anticipation and cherish like yesterday pluss. I see them again. Tiny sheep, furry birdies, #babysheepflesh, As one would expect as we…
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The Sculpture The End: Moments From Masters
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