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I'm going to the Four Tet and Steve Reid gig and the Ornette Coleman closing gig at Meltdown! Yes! I can hang around London for a few days aferwards, so if there's any other especially good gigs in that week I'd be thankful for the heads up...
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The toothaches got worse, she dreamed of disembodied voices from whose malignance there was no appeal, the soft dusk of mirrors out of which something was about to walk, and empty rooms that waited for her. Your gynaecologist has no test for what she was pregnant with.
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