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Hey, Panarchy... the use of the cemetery is not down to any gothness on my part, it's purely practical- it's the closest dog-walking space to my house. But I must admit, I did used to go to the same place years ago when I used to live round here and didn't even have a dog... (Oh, and it is a GREAT fucking cemetery- when it's all covered with snow, and you're listening to Bowie's "Heroes" album, or when it's really swampy, and you've got Cave on, or... I think I'd better stop and close these parentheses right now).
Oh, and Ganesh? Wilde reckons me and him can have you, Keats AND Yeats. (And if you say that seems so unfair you want to die, then- well, I don't know.) |
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