So I sit and watch as the vegetables grow mouldy and milk sours.
I'm on a boat and it is crazy.
Fish and Chips. Fish and Chips.
Drifting At Sea
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So I sit and watch as the vegetables grow mouldy and milk sours.
I'm on a boat and it is crazy.
Fish and Chips. Fish and Chips.
Where we are going we need no roads. A series of thoughts and events tumble out from a mere thought to the written word.Writing and studio experiments by Gary Bolam. For more by Gary Bolam visit www.garybolam.co.uk
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