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Wednesday 21.01.04, 11.23pm: under the kitchen table

I spent a whole day in a marquee, in a tin shed on Newcastle Harbour, trying to sell my wares to rich American and British tourists off a cruise liner. I felt like a peasant artist. Never again. So now, I'm lying on the floor, realisng it's 20 minutes to midnight, and I haven't taken my photo.

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