...cups of tea and old maid on her bicycle. The city becomes the heart, a diseased heart riddled with death and decay but still the heart. A centre pushing out new ideas, new technologies consuming all it can, creating all it can. shift the idealised heart of England "Green and pleasant land" to real heart of England London. A 24 hour city trying to be as fast as possible but glorious in its failure and decay. The veins and arteries on London that I travel every morning are clogged like a fat old man who has spent his life eating animal fat, dripping and bread. Clogged yet hardened these will stay until they collapse. This is the excitement of the city a sense of immeninent doom, constant fear and paranoia, which can be harnessed and used. For good, it becomes a driving force. No one wants to fail.
Cant believe it I had access to a full on prn ftp site and i exited the program dumb fuck just didnt get the stuff at all fucking typical thats my luck that is no luck at all fucking cunts they get...