Me and G saw the Bob Dylan doco 'Don't Look Back' last night at the Globe. Ah well, much to my distaste I fell in love with the arrogant, baby-faced, rapscallion of a Dylan presented in this movie. I swear he didn't even look old enough to shave, but I guess black-and-white film is very forgiving. I came home, cut my fringe straight (kinda) and
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