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Malcolm’s Musings (with apologies to W.S.)

When in disgrace with polls and Party eyes, I all alone beweep my outcast state, Troubling Machu Pichu with my bootless cries, And Lucy cannot comfort me, sweet mate. Wishing me like to Tony, rich in hope, Could surf like … Continue reading

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