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Club Shrapnel

There is cell death in everything tonight – in the bass-lines and the double-pedal drum. In the dancer in tights and trainers. Cell death in the lights that cut thought the smoke, spilled beer puddles and trampled plastic pint-pots. Cell … Continue reading

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