Wednesday 6 January 2016

Don't walk on the red squares- they are boiling hot LAVA and will melt your feet off. There was a fire. It took off the hood, then the trees died. History is fun too kids! A cadillac smashes through the wall like Truman's boat. Outside, the forest. Hands in the air, a whistle posse of Twiglets, jostles upward over Selborne. Spend time. Spend! Thatcher's red eye certain as a new day. Snob, Tammy, Spudulike: fallen kingdoms. Rumbelows.  A lone potato rolls across the empty mall.


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