8 avril 2016
No Paraquat
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Where a bit like Paul and Joe, except that neither Paul nor Joe does actually exist and we do, even if we are bloody twisted chameleons – sometimes we dance to remember, sometimes to forget (thank you, the ones soaring above and around). On blue days...