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  • 1995 was a big year for me too. Left school, left home and moved in with a drug-dealer on Holloway Rd, got a part-time pub job, started a crap band and started studying philosophy...

    Yes I was thinner and the battery on my pay-as-you-go Nokia lasted a week but I was a clueless pretentious and very badly dressed dick with weed-induced depression and no girlfriend. And no-matter how you spin it, phones are brilliant now. Seriously. 1995 can fuck off.

  • moved in with a drug-dealer on Holloway Rd

    you think I've forgotten about that quarter of chaz you spirited away...

    75 was good
    85 was great
    95 was a blur
    05 was meh
    15 all change

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