Squatting is about counting.
3 years, 6 months
10 house moves
9 squats
3 buroughs
43 housemates
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2 comments:
To say: "Hello, Mink".
Your post "Not in my name" on 15/2/2003 rings as true as the Naipaul quote above it. So please keep on writing.
thanks.. and welcome
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