Our lifes are going down the drain

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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