Friday, 12 February 2010
I am the white sky high over Tripoli
Friday again. And little has changed since last week beside the facts that it's sunny, the Olympics are coming to town, I understand the difference between Qualitative and Quantitative Hedonism, and smell like a cross between a fine leather saddlery and a coal mine, thanks to this traditional British soap I've been using.
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