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Fame.

Being 14 was about on par with being invisible. A couple things happened that I was proud of; I got highest marks in my music year on a test, which went vastly unnoticed rather expectedly by the other students, but also by the teachers; I won an art competition which would mean that my winning [...]

Claus.

To be an atheist at Christmas is fantastic. If your family is Christian or you have many Christian friends, of course you have to develop the ability to disregard and not care about the whole Jesus bit and religious activities, as I have done. Otherwise, it’s a relaxing time. I often think around this sort [...]

Bike.

It’s about 7 in the morning and I’m pushing untill my calf muscels burn. I’m fourteen. In my ears ring loud guitars. Anything less and I’d fall asleep on the handle bars. I’m pushing with legs on fire as the bitter wind pinches my cheeks. It’s going to take me an hour – it always [...]

Dazzle.

I could write reems, but they say a picture can say a thousand words. So to be honest, any extra rambling from myself would just be plain wasteful. PnL from a burried London.x

Jack.

Straight above and all around is dead cloud. Tick snow in grey swirls. It must be absolutely miles away because down here is still warm. There’s snow, but it doesn’t know where to go, the heat keeps it aloft and curling into my eyelashes. I walk northbound toward Broadway and the breeze just catches my [...]