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I spy with my little eye … moronic ads asking us to turn tattle tale on bags left unattended and fare-evading youths with backpacks.
Why foster this culture of mistrust and fear? What if you’re a tourist who reall needs to wee, shuffling around the platform of Central Station gripping your bag to [...]
Archive for July, 2005
I spy …
Posted in Uncategorized (pre-Wordpress) on July 26, 2005 | Leave a Comment »
Refugee Island
Posted in Uncategorized (pre-Wordpress) on July 13, 2005 | 2 Comments »
Img013.jpgOriginally uploaded by AnnaAniston.
Refugee island. Note the gun. Near my work, noticed in the dark while waiting for a friend.
Cameo
Posted in Uncategorized (pre-Wordpress) on July 8, 2005 | Leave a Comment »
A cameo on top of a telephone junction point painted red and green. It is possible to find such secret communications between silent poetic people in Darlington.
Its just far enough away from the university and the reaching template graffiti to be something special.
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Sweet oblivion
Posted in Uncategorized (pre-Wordpress) on July 8, 2005 | Leave a Comment »
I feel the need for something real. I feel the need to walk all night in the cold, telling secrets and really knowing another person, really being known.I need to sleep, to laugh and stay out. I want to kiss while I’m crying. I want to want.
Another mediocre dream of yearning.
Sleep
Posted in Uncategorized (pre-Wordpress) on July 1, 2005 | Leave a Comment »
Last night I slept deeply for the first time in months. How wonderful to drop away, sink into blissful unconsciousness. Oh yes!