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red door
hank

this red door beside me
 1
has some chips of paint missing
 2
and an eye level sign
 3
white square
 4
blue circle
 5
that says not to stand here if
 6
the building is on fire
 7
 
 
someone tried to kick it in the other day
 8
but didn't try hard enough
 9
one or two more stabs and they had it
 10
a shoulder would have helped
 11
now it's reinforced
 12
but the mud from the bottom of the boot
 13
is still there.
 14

This door leads into my friends office in Uppingham, Rutland, England.

4 Feb 05

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rutland water?

hmm. t'is quite muddy in rutland.
i went there once. i can't remember why now.
for a walk perhaps.

i like to think you were smoking.
 — kaleidazcope

nice.
 — listen

love this
 — themolly

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