BAYSWATER - THE ETERNAL RECURRENCE
On Saturday mornings I would 'help' my dad, a colour-blind electrician, on his jobs around Bayswater,
I was young enough to sense the desperate circumstances I witnessed in the bedsits and dormitories...and that it just wasn't enough to survive.
It was the quality of survival that meant more.
I was young enough to sense the desperate circumstances I witnessed in the bedsits and dormitories...and that it just wasn't enough to survive.
It was the quality of survival that meant more.
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BAYSWATER - THE ETERNAL RECURRENCE
On Saturday mornings I would 'help' my dad, a colour-blind electrician, on his jobs around Bayswater,
I was young enough to sense the desperate circumstances I witnessed in the bedsits and dormitories...and that it just wasn't enough to survive.
It was the quality of survival that meant more.
I was young enough to sense the desperate circumstances I witnessed in the bedsits and dormitories...and that it just wasn't enough to survive.
It was the quality of survival that meant more.
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BAYSWATER - THE ETERNAL RECURRENCE
On Saturday mornings I would 'help' my dad, a colour-blind electrician, on his jobs around Bayswater,
I was young enough to sense the desperate circumstances I witnessed in the bedsits and dormitories...and that it just wasn't enough to survive.
It was the quality of survival that meant more.
I was young enough to sense the desperate circumstances I witnessed in the bedsits and dormitories...and that it just wasn't enough to survive.
It was the quality of survival that meant more.
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