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"Sitting in my work listening to Hawkwind and looking out the window at rainy Brighton, with its old railway bridges, tree-lined streets and little houses. Feeling quite nostalgic for some imaginary 1970s Britain (that I never really knew anyway, as I was too young)."
This disturbs me, because apart from the "Brighton" bit, that's what I've been up to. Although I was also drawing grant's Everywhere story, and the Libertines have now come on. |
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