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Wednesday 10 February 2010

A Story In Pictures



This is my town. Built of bricks and chewing gum stars.
 
The men without souls want to tear it down.

 
We couldn't save the flyover, it cut the town in half apparently...

 
I wonder where the council put all the junk it was storing underneath it.

 
We couldn't save the theatre, too damp, too dangerous...

 
We couldn't save the Aveling & Porter building. What this town 
needs is another car park, pay and display and pay and pay.

 
And we couldn't save the trees. Park your buses here please.

 
This has gone. We can't have boats landing, not boats on a river, no,no, 
it'll have to go...
 
And this will follow, declared a danger to the swans...

 
Piled high then bulldozed low to make way for 40% affordable...

 
and 60% unaffordable housing.

 
Views obscured forever by the tall, the bad and the ugly...

 
Money to burn, our money to burn, burn the character of these towns,
until all this...

 
has gone...

 
and nothing can survive here...
until infinity?
Except for this...

 
Hollow burgers for a ghost town. Would you like fries with that?

 
And if all the world's a stage...

 
Then the most beautiful prop must hold her place...
Not be brought crashing to her knees.
And the players will pay for swapping their souls for bulging pockets.