Goodnight from The Reaper Rides The Bus gig at The Black Broom nightclub, where even the bouncers are finding the fans’ outfits more than a little disturbing. Goodnight from Dr. Flag, intoning mathematical formula as an eleventh-dimensional summoning. Goodnight from Hookland.

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Goodnight from the nurses in Coreham General’s canteen, unable to resist discussing the strange man in A&E whose silver jumpsuit couldn’t be cut off even with the sharpest scalpels. Goodnight from Laura Mills, wondering if she can capture souls in her compact mirror. Goodnight from Hookland.

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New links added to my profile, since Bluesky have introduced the new feature

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New blog post: Darker Days and the Hastings Weird www.lazaruscorporation.co.uk/blogs/artist... #hastings #sussex (do people even still do hashtags?)

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We ride autumn's roads wondering if the dappling will be the last of the year before everything becomes naked and grey. We ride and half-hope for a glimpse of those ghosts who used this road long before tarmacadam. The highway as a continuity with the dead. – #DAKilroy

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