zero seven four
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Water Works, Near Strines/Bradfield. Sheffield.
It began one early July morning.. the sun rose over the skip of 0742 as he awoke, he was looking forward to today. At 8.30am he was in the Internet Cafe (liberation from struggle) seems the owner had ideas of anarchism somewhere, 0742 logged on, now it was more than just a number he had become joined by millions, as the brain dead nation went to work. Here drinking 2 very strong coffees, he was wired and ready to go. A little wander around before meeting time, it was three o' clock as the slavver-bus outlaws got into the jag (the baby seats were in the back of this slavver-mobile), as the tires screeched away, leaving our mark at the closing Rutland (images soon) we drove to S6 as here we were told apocalypse had visted.
Then back home? Well, no we decide to take another wrong route but fuck what is that.. A fucking Water Works - we had got all we had planned for the day. Oh, the art work is Rocket One, see more
http://www.flickr.com/photos/rocket01uk/
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