Music in the wild.
Right now I'm listening to Pharoah Sanders on the toilet of the Ally Pally bar. On the way up I was transfixed (because stoned?) by the full moon flanked by jet stream slashes. I've often regarded planes since reading Luka's poem about how serene they look from here but up...
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