We knew it before, but now we know it better than ever. We got to get out of this wicked place. Our lifes are going down the drain. I beg you out there, you with the resources; represent my art, give me a worthy employment, a place to stay for me and M, a studio to work in, in London or another place in the middle of the stream. We have nothing but nothing to look forward to here.
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