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Yep, sounds better than my vantage point. I was about five rows from the railing, bang in the middle of Blackfriars Bridge, and, although it wasn't "rammed", I could barely see the Thames or much else of the City. Also, somebody I happened to be with that night severely depressed me by throwing an ignited flair over hir shoulder at the stroke of midnight, in the WRONG direction. Fuck knows where the incredibly hot thing landed. *Shiver*
Yeah, come to think of it, I had a pretty shit night that night so I'm probably not in an objective enough position to judge the firework display...
So,... That smell was you, eh? |
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