Posts Tagged ‘Blair’

You clutch your health food shop bag and discuss the deterioration of modern living, how we’re all Blair’s puppets and that the teenager in a red dress, laughing at her book, is the only one who understands. It is my only opportunity today, so I make the most of it, to the disgust of the carriage. I ask you to repeat yourself, Did you say we’re all going to die? You mumble a response, and then shout: You can’t hear me! No one hears me! I do, but seeing the first fury of your despair I decide to turn away.

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