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Ache.

Monday, June 28, 2010

When I was 18 – like with my 16th birthday – I decided a festival would be fun. How I came to this conclusion after Guilfest, I’m not too sure; perhaps I am secretly a masochist. The festival a couple of friends and I decided to go to was the Edinburgh Fringe. Here seemed a [...]

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Gladiators.

Friday, June 25, 2010

On Saturday, as anyone who reads this enough will know, I have to turn 20. I have to because the laws of mathematics simply state it as fact. That the time I have occupied in our linier understanding, measured roughly by the number of rotations around the sun equals to 20. Short of killing myself, [...]

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Scream.

Saturday, November 21, 2009

Last night, opening night, I went to see New Moon with my girlfriend. First thing to comment on was the ridiculous size of the line into the theatre. Now, you have to understand, we live in a South London village. The cinema is a very drab and not at all exquisite or luxurious Empire that [...]

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Kookaburra. Pt.4

Monday, March 16, 2009

I’ve been saved a number of times now. As usual, however, I am caught again. Nothing ever ends. A chortle echoes about the halls. Steps plod toward me as a stout, fat man dressed in army green, waddles from the shadow. His laughs get louder and more enthusiastic. His right eye is white and veers [...]

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Kookaburra. Pt.3

Monday, March 2, 2009

“It’s my fault.” I tell the prisoners to my side. “It’s all my fault, I should never have filmed anything.” The puzzled faces beg an answer. “This!” -I say- “I saw the General and we just kept filming. He was shaking his hands and the cameramen wanted to switch it off, but I made them [...]

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