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Jun 2013
Here, we find:
"mass rivers and mountains and creeks of concrete disarray
which shadow embassies steeped
in deep shadow, here, regency is at its highest
in the days following a political nightmare, scandal.
a square with more than four sides -- propaganda
like the lies they tell and the lives they don't shed (do)"

Moving on, we discover:
"suddenly! a church of bulbs – the press are here? the
flashes and crashes of all history under
the watchful clock of the church. colourful."

A quick history lesson, before we continue:
"commune! let’s make another ism you can call your own; riot.
what a riot what a LAUGH!
(don't flinch at the pepper spray)"

A quick round-up before lunch:
"all of this leads to the centre, a city of myths and of colour
and of politics and of colour, we’re in the dead
centre here, the red centre here.
this one's got four sides."
jpl
Written by
jpl  Manchester, UK
(Manchester, UK)   
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