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I was a big fan of Lego when i was growing up. I had both of these. I used to spend hours sailing the blue carpet in my room with them. Fun adventures were had me hearties

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I'm in Tokyo right now. Never have I visited a country with such extremes of culture... it's totally nuts in the most brilliant of ways. It's also sakura / cherry blossom season, which turns great swathes of the city pastel pink. One of my favourite places so far has been Don Quixote, a department store of sorts in Shibuya, which has absolutely no order to it. The porn can be found next to the pet food, the sex toys with the kitchen utensils, and the crisps amongst the fancy dress. You can pick up a last-minute, impulse-buy pocket vibrator at the till, next to the chewing gum and the slippers.

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sexual fantasy

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Fantasy is when your not real. Fantasy is when your on a journey. On a mission. Fantasy is when you believe in the real that isn't. Fantasise. 

 Freya, Russ, Al 

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TIM WALKER

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100% handmade plush and packaging


keyring, 12cm, 2008


25cm, with hidden pocket, 2007


keyring, 12cm, 2009

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We spent days running the beach, poking about rock-pools and smashing limpets off the salt bleached rocks. But the greatest thing about that pebbly strand was the tall mudstone cliff that rose up at its rear. Looming slabs of sedimentary stone that hid the most fascinating treasures; millennia old delights waiting for an intrepid and mac-wrapped young explorer to uncover them between the stratums of a turf-fringed rock.

My sister and I, who at the time was a wobbling and brightly coloured toddler, would hunt for hours with intense concentration for the extinct snails or bullet-shaped and petrified nibs of long dead squid amid the muddy rocks. Keeping our distance from the foot of the beach and the torrid rush of mucky water that would have piped us full of pneumonia and clogged our noses shut for the rest of the holiday if we had dared to take the plunge.

My only staying disappointment from those family vacations was my Mum’s repeated refusal to buy me the stainless steel fossil-hammer displayed in the shed-come-gift shop at the beginning of the beach. A delicate instrument that would have added some needed subtlety to my archaeological technique, which, up until then, had consisted of prising open the layers of mudstone by smashing them with a well aimed crack from a harder and more jagged rock. In the shed the yearned-for hammer gleamed dully between sparkling souvenirs. Jewel encrusted ammonites, compositions of crystals and green veined minerals that I assumed were imported from elsewhere as I found it hard to imagine Yorkshire’s ashen coastline yielding up anything so glitzy.

I sullenly dealt with my lack of proper equipment and carried on thumping rocks together, dealing with the broken fingernails and coarse and salty palms with a decided surliness towards my oppressoress. She failed to notice and my attitude was quickly drained by aching muscles and the drowsy headiness caused by the gushing gulps of sea air.

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So September 2008 I moved to London, my parents dropped me off and then left me at my halls. After about a day I realised I had nothing in common with pretty much everyone around me, I think that's the only time I've ever felt abandoned. I took this photo inbetween watching hours of documentaries filling the time before I finally got to move out of that hole.

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Old abandoned factory in Barcelona, 2008
FOREVER YOUNG!

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I'm an only child. When I wasn't busy playing Swingball on my own, a lot of my childhood holidays looked like this.

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These days the only things that land on Hashima Island are the shits of passing seagulls. An hour or so’s sail from the port of Nagasaki, the abandoned island silently crumbles....

http://www.viceland.com/wp/2009/04/battleship-island-japans-rotting-metropolis/

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a photo of Holly Lucas... check her photos here.

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To be alone is an illusion, the tip tap of silence seeping away through wiltered cracks of time.

To be abandoned is to be free, liberated from all expectation.

Dive deep into the dark memories of separation.
Hold on to the present, let go of all that passes.

Tread delicately on the whispered breeze the hugs and holds, ride it towards a better view, looking out
on a world that’s too close.

To be abandoned is an illusion, to be alone it to be free.

By: Aralid Roti

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ABANDONED YOUTH, this is truly a nice slice of a good cross section of America's Youth.
I would be interested in people voting for their favorite sluttiest girls. i am a bit torn myself. i think i like the one in glasses because i know she is a liar. But the bigger girl who talks about being "gang related" and stabbing some girl with a screwdriver is pretty solid too, also she has a striking similarity to humpty dumpty.

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"Kidbrooke in south London is home to the Ferrier Estate, one of the largest and most deprived council housing developments in London. The housing estate is due to be redeveloped, and consultations with residents are on-going."

A few of us headed to this estate last Sunday. The result is so strange, it's literally like you've been fast forward about 100 years. What was once a lively council estate home to thousands, is now a complete run down ghost town. Everyone has been slowly moved out so the whole thing can be knocked down and redeveloped.

"Ferrier was constructed by the London Borough of Greenwich on an old brownfield site to the east of Blackheath. The Ferrier Estate was built on two sites. Site A, approved in 1967, consisted of five 12-storey towers. Site B, approved in 1970, consists of six 12-storey towers. The estate was built using a system of concrete panels, usually manufactured on site rather like the Thamesmead estate in order to enable buildings to be erected quickly."

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HERO (film by Zhang Yimou) is the most beautiful and visually strongest film I have ever seen.

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At the train station I was guided along the orient express’ bustling corridors and to my compartment by a sickeningly unattainable French stewardess, I became so preoccupied with the rhythmic bobbling of her tight derrière and fragranced slipstream that I at first didn’t notice the leper sat in the corner of my carriage. When I did notice him I thought he was an hallucination. A consequence of too much absinthe, or cheese, or some reaction inspired by the ingestion of the two.

It will take all your imagination to conjure up the image of this leprous Monsieur as he sat before me. His face, which protruded from the collar of a heavy black mac, was a confusion of pocks and scars. They scraped across its granite surface like veins of quartz or other igneous intrusions and his nose had rotted away leaving only two skeletal holes, entrances to the shadowy bronchial tunnels. The guttering light from energy saving bulbs that flickered as we clanked out of Gard du Nord did nothing for his complexion, turning it the same colour as old and dirt-stained bone.

His name, publicised by the tag of his suitcase, was M. J. Delape.

I stared away from this victim of that biblical bug and at the window rather than through it. At the smudges of grease made by the fingers and the sweaty heads of travellers that had sleepily lolled into it. Behind the countryside was transformed into blurs or browns and yellows, clouded by the streaks and smears of excreted human oils.

I thought for the first time how important skin is at keeping your insides in and away from the sickened stares of strangers on public transport.

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SPRING-SUMMER COLLECTION 2010

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Kyoichi Tsuzuki - Happy Victims

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I quite enjoy a good thai curry. I tend to use a few ingredients

Thai curry paste
coconut milk
chicken
pepper
red onion
then a mixture of any veg you fancy
eg carrots
sugarsnap peas
mushrooms
for spice add chillies/jalapenos

soy sauce
nam pla sauce

optional extras at the bottom

also some soy and nam pla sauce to add to the mix once milk is simmering

take the wok and add oil until warm, then add 2 tablespoons of thai curry paste

add the chicken to the wok, almost marinading it. Once chicken is coated add the onions and peppers and stir for a minute

Then add mushrooms and rest of the veg of your choice and add the can of coconut milk. give it a good stir.

leave for 10 15 minutes to simmer, 5 minutes before the end add the chillies and the spring onions into the mix also drop in some nam pla sauce and about a tablespoon of soy! lovely

Served over noodles. Or if you want boil noodles then cool down with cold water then add to the wok and stir them in. reason you cool the noodles is to stop them cooking when you add back to the wok

you can serve with naan or pitta. i like toasted naan with mango chutney dip. some sides of pakora or bhajis.

enjoy

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“Don't worry about the world coming to an end today. It is already tomorrow in Australia.” Charles Schulz

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Only one way to be born,
and so many to die..

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From my window you can see an entire block of council flats which have boarded up windows. Unlike the rest of the borough, Hackney Council has replaced these broken windows with portraits of people from the local area. Surprisingly when I took these photos the surrounding flats were still lived in, however last week they had their windows removed ready for demolition. I'm sure these flats won't be missed.

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The act of terminating, or of limiting or setting bounds; the act of ending or concluding; as, a voluntary termination of hostilities

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No such things as faulty machines

2009

Chainsaw, time, wooden block and cable ties
92 x 74 x 33 cm

Chainsaw set to imminently sever its own power cable.

Nick Bailey - http://www.nicksbailey.co.uk/index.php

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