…to the people (failing) to hand out newspapers in London before I had to go back to my job. You know, the things people who can't spend all day buying price inflated old clothes and growing moustaches have.
I hope they got lots of pretty press photos and Iphone plugs and wanky Q code bullcrap or whatever the hell I hear was happening down there.
And supposedly the mighty Yorke was there.
Yes I’m bitter
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