i was in london. i saw an old lady. she was feeding the birds. i wondered....
what was her story?
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- craziness breeds craziness.
- the black muskateer.
- little red riding high.
- modern prairie girl.
- pure tourist.
- feed the birds.
- why was i not born in the 60's?
- 'well there's so many sinking nowyou've go to keep...
- musings.
- nowhere girl.
- which. way. where.
- colours and shapes are friends indeed.
- 'too busy living to have a life.'
- the circle revolution.
- 'what other people don't know. won't hurt them? or...
- i do enjoy bad photography. part moo.
- spotted. carnaby street. me.
- completely. wireless.
- the ultimate festival cliche.
- the groove. find the groove.
- i do enjoy bad photography. part one.
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The Lion
- a lion in love
- Yes i am a Leo. But no I am not in love...yet! my one goal in life is to be immortalised in a song...
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