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Situated in Manc. Waiting to pursue the bus at 2:30 am to Piccadilly Gardens ("downtown" or just before), in order to catch the bus to Heathrow at 3:45 am, via Birmingham (a nice pre-dawn stop of 1 hr); then Heathrow (a wait of: too many hours): arrive 10:15 am, flight at 3:15 pm.
MANC:
Walked along the canal. Met these nice bridges.
Passed refuse workers. Shuffling a mini fright; picking up dead fish and water bottles (w/ bicycle.)
Ended up in Salford.
Chains pulled into thin air space.
Lowry Museum. Saw previous (now) imagined mills and humans-in-despair; as per brushstroke paintings.
Bought records. Turns out this Morrissey fellow is quite a big deal here.
LONDON:
The first infatuation with the mighty (miniscule) chimney sweep.
Often arranged in clumps, like chess pieces on a board.
And the latent industrial cylinders, amid omnipresent London brickwork:
And also, a wedding. In Norwich, oh my.
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"Take me off of dear ol' Blighty..."
