Contrails of Consciousness - 29 July 2019

29 July 2019

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“So leave me now the moon is up
But remember all the tales I tell
The memories that you have dredged up
Are on letters forwarded from hell
The streets were by now deserted
The gangs had trudged off home
The lights clicked off in the bedsits
An' old England was all alone” – written by Joe Strummer and Mick Jones