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Tuesday, 31 May 2011
The smell of Reading
I sat opposite a guy on the train this morning and he spelt of Reading. Not the place specifically, the festival. He had a guitar case, ruck sack and sleeping bag and got off at Sevenoaks. I wonder where he'd been or where he was going. I hope it was home to have a bath.