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Mar 2022
Despite or because of the wreckage strewn through last night, the tower of darkness slips into what light shall become,

The Sun has not yet arrived, it's probably been nationalised.

The Fun Run.

and that's not a bad idea, we should all be nationalised and then we can run when we want to like British Rail used to do.

Anyway which is usually the way
it's Sunday.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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