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August 11, 2011

I fantasize about a massive, pristine convenience. Brilliant gold taps, virginal white marble, a seat carved from ebony, a cistern full of Chanel Number 5, and a flunky handing me pieces of raw silk toilet roll. But under the circumstances I’ll settle for anywhere.

Renton, Trainspotting

4 Comments leave one →
  1. Sharanya permalink
    August 12, 2011 2:56 PM


  2. oddball permalink
    August 13, 2011 1:50 AM

    I know. Knowing the two dates makes it look so much starker, but even without them it feels like so long. Glad to know you’re around.

  3. Varsha permalink
    August 14, 2011 3:31 PM

    Out of the blue. But glad anyway.

  4. August 15, 2011 6:13 PM

    You’re back and I’m glad! Missed it much.

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