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apologies faithful readers - first for the lack of posting in a rather long time, and second for the poor fragment i bring to you today. not only was this written between deptford and camberwell on 2 buses but times have indeed changed since. however, this might serve as food for thought for a currently in production work to be published soon.

so with the return of life of a dog's main cast for more than fleeting visits, stories may have been taking place before your very eyes albeit not in black and white like me. so to recap we will choose some of the finer cuts from this... Time.
but first, a digested summary should you be in a hurry and hungry for metaphors;
back to the future which looks an awful lot like the past but with more degrees, spent mostly rolling to and on fields of hills, absorbing d and introducing a new generation for broadcasting after school, making eyes at glue, running in circles, fixing holes in the sea of blue, returning to a new present far from the house of vanity.

however this does seem quite succinct and more accurate than i remember with the only addition maybe being

the continuous 925 rolling on in the downtime between series (trailers are already being screened) with dangerous waters lapping at my paws and sunshine being sometimes all too prevalent. suburban cities - it's my turn now.

do tell if you understood less than usual in this post. or too much? adjustments might be made accordingly.

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