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They don't have donkeys at  South Bermondsey or market stalls. The pigeons find it easy to loiter the thoroughfare now fish and chip wrappings are considered passe. I wonder if the girls should dress  in black as a counter statement against the new builds above Tesco. A sort of mourning for these  changes. What's left of community? last shot down by mothers helpers. Town planners,  gosh nail and  execution executive
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Jan 15, 2016
Jan 15, 2016 at 2:49 PM UTC
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They don't have donkeys at  South Bermondsey or market stalls. The pigeons find it easy to loiter the thoroughfare now fish and chip wrappings are considered passe. I wonder if the girls should dress  in black as a counter statement against the new builds above Tesco. A sort of mourning for these  changes. What's left of community? last shot down by mothers helpers. Town planners,  gosh nail and  execution executive
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Jan 15, 2016
Jan 15, 2016 at 2:49 PM UTC
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