Two minutes ago, my family left for the Lake District without me. For three days. That means: THREE DAYS ALL ON MY OWN, TO DO WHAT THE HELL I WANT. Kickin' rad
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Thankfully, no. We sheltered in York Minster while the rain poured down, and an old fellow came to talk to us, and then he gave my brother a picture of a horse he had drawn from pastels. He then went off into rain. He was cool.
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anonymous
August 9 2006, 01:00:20 UTC
I am well-aware of York's appallingly inadequate traffic facilities: that was one of the reasons I had for going there. PEDESTRIANS! RECLAIM THE STREETS! BENEATH THE STREETS, THE BEACH!
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Wild Party At Thom's House. If You Can Find It.
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