
I once went to a Reclaim The Streets gig in some old office block, and made the mistake of walking down an unlit corridor while carrying a beer and a joint. It was like the fucking Night of the Living Dead, as bodies on the floor reached up at me groaning stupidly about having a sip of my beer and a go on my joint.
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Mon 13 Dec 2010, 17:39,
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