“Back up the cul-de-sac
Come on, do your worst
You quit your job again
And your train of thought
If you could do it all again
A little fairy dust
A thousand tiny birds singing”
All My Friends
“That’s how it starts
We go back to your house
You check the charts
And start to figure it out…”
Where's My Drink
Unacceptable!
Tomorrow is Nietzsche's birthday...
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I’m an observer. Observing is what I do.
Photography by Timothy Jansen • Digital manipulation by Polly Jaime´