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a warm-colored thrum spreads, a web of fingertip touches and threads of lightning silver my eyelids – I have tasted the sun-beads, have been enveloped by the sweet-spell, and it reverberates.
a warm-colored thrum spreads, a web of fingertip touches and threads of lightning silver my eyelids – I have tasted the sun-beads, have been enveloped by the sweet-spell, and it reverberates.
Warning: This review contains spoilers Any fan of the original Conan Doyle stories will tell you that the BBC programme currently purporting to be Sherlock Holmes on BBC1 is nothing of the sort. It would […]
“How can cities contribute to the advancement of sustainable development and address issues including water, energy and waste?” Until 1714 navigating by sea was tricky unless you were in sight of land. Getting to France […]
Like a sorry cross between The Hangover and Last Of The Summer Wine, Last Vegas is a vulgar attempt to generate humour from the exploits of a group of doddery old childhood pals who travel […]
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