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The fireside retreats into the wall as another TV Christmas special repeats, with its sound echoing in the hall. Tangerine, Satsuma, Clementine-Orange peel litters the tabletop; orange runway for the action figures, plastic arms, moulded hairs. Nina Simone plays loud, 'Nobody Knows When You're Down And Out', Christmas is over, and now there's nowt to do.
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Jan 10, 2013
Jan 10, 2013 at 12:58 PM UTC
A NINA SIMONE CHRISTMAS
The fireside retreats into the wall as another TV Christmas special repeats, with its sound echoing in the hall. Tangerine, Satsuma, Clementine-Orange peel litters the tabletop; orange runway for the action figures, plastic arms, moulded hairs. Nina Simone plays loud, 'Nobody Knows When You're Down And Out', Christmas is over, and now there's nowt to do.
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tim-knight
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Jan 10, 2013
Jan 10, 2013 at 12:58 PM UTC
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