This was a letter to my friend E 02/08/2000. I miss Nescafe.
So, I decide to go at public transport the GB way. Assuage my fears of
tunnel monsters and punks trying to steal my snack cakes and make my way
into London.
I rise late in my new cat free flat and curl and stretch sumptuously in my
black sheets, grinning at the lack of kitty fur floating
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