A rave in Manchester, England

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  1. Still_Ad694

    Memories. Good one thanks. Wondering out of the brixton academy, return to the source ’99 at 6 am fully buzzing on speed, trying to piece together words at the train station cafe asking for a cup of tea and a banana, half vomiting in my mouth from the bright lights and unwelcome energy of the eastern European cafe attendant. Finally make it on to the train only to feel the 1000 eyes of the suited commuters staring at me at their faces distorting and dance in front of me.. Little do they know that their cheap tie rack ties provide the best visuals. Made it home to tufnell park, fat spliff, failed attempt at a wank, then oblivion.

    I’m grown up now, serious job, 200k, look like any other worker but on the odd occasion I take a deep rip on a joint before walking into work, just to see if anyone notices, maybe for the buzz of getting caught, maybe because who the fuck knows.

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