February 2012
23 posts
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‘Teenagers, eh? Clogging up the buses, jacking mobile phones, laughing at your shoes, frightening the world as they flip between aggression and affection like Sunny Delight-ful psycho killers. If they’re not screeching, they’re talking in grunts, or moaning, or bullying each other, or running away together to hang out in the dance section of Milton Keynes record shops. Why do...
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‘…the art of dressing is so that a man will look at her and want to undress her. Not that the table is already laid. There must be mystery.’
January 2012
254 posts
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