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Sands Through the Hour Glass... |
What: (...so are the days of our lives) A little street in London that we love and hate. Great produce and crepes and record shops, close to all kinds of yummy adult video stores and gentlemen's clubs, but also a place where we had a huge fight while on a whirlwind tour of the city on Spring Break. It is sort of about time passing, moments of action, lifetimes, events. It's also got a family of veggie monsters having a feast. We are still not sure how those 2 things fit together in our minds when we were laying this piece out - your guess is as good as ours. | |||||||||
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