I find the emptiness of industrial areas on a Sunday afternoons haunting. The often ramshackle sheds and buildings crammed together. Oil stained cement, dirty faded paint, sign written 30 years ago smearing the landscape. Pieces of rusted iron barely holding on to the roofs they are meant to cover. The smell of diesel, of oil, of dried sweat, aged
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Thank you soooo much for my lovely birthday gift. I am about to hop in a nice hot bath and destress - that bath stuff smells gorgeous!
The lipstick is fantastic too, I love the colour - it is a nice natural colour which is how I like things!
I am so very sorry for my most innappropriate outburst of "get fkd" I hope you know I didn't mean that - I just am very bad at accepting things from other people! I feel so spoilt, and undeserving!
Thank you for thinking of me, it means a lot.
Love Alison
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