Its bright out, and the house is so cold. I needed to warm myself in the sunlight, lay in the grass and listen to music. Darkness descends quickly and my complete emersion into the grass is abruptly stopped as a single page from a newpaper lands on me. As I pick it up Ellie Gouldings amazing cover of The Wolves starts to play, and the picture of an
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