cont even if its impossible after yet another bit of ego battle...
And we are ON THE SAME SIDE....
Jorge Luis....
Every single awful Portobello antique wouuld be trader
or maybe proto hipster cutting edge
nowadays bitcoin trader
if in Nineteen eighty Four
Almost default so as to clear the floor...
show off as if centre forward
at the Institute of Forever Unthink...
"As Gorge Luis wrote in his.... Labyrinth.."
THE LINE.. the one writer guaranteed to screw with any formerly sane head
ten time more dangerous than their proto designer drugs....
The greatest own goal of all time viz so called artistic remnnaissance...
parasite of any formerly slightly sane Londoners sanity
London lapped up his every word even if they couldnt understand a word as beyond that line
Now... where is he when you REALLY need him....
secret weapon to shut up all this.... England's commin home...
He fucked the English then and ...
God you can never get away from reminders of environmental collapse and all sorts of other nasties too...
Just for a once a year evening charge - when there's no point as flip she interrupted my flow... there we go..
but maybe she listened all her pro Welsh default insanity
"love the whole place... alcoholic to the core... your own relative you told me dead of it....
please can you STOP this made up mythology.."
