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05/09/2004: "Off Soho"

Saturday night in London... somebody jumps out the window and lands on the pavement, the police desperately trying to revive him/her, doing a desperate cardiac massage. A man tries to escape from the hands of bouncers with the bag he has just stolen... is tripped, caught and put in police custody, smiling defiantly at the crowd. Both my cousines are online tonight, as I chat my disappointment away on learning that Futureheads will not be playing at the Mean Fiddler tonight. Both have started school again... and things are not always easy.

James of Abscond.org is happy because his girlfriend, Naomi, will be moving to Cornwall to live with him. I wish him the best.

I spend as much time as possible on London's streets, trying to discover its best kept secrets, its getaways for the youth (besides watching the skaters in South Bank). London boys look like Swiss German girls, which I find quite funny. Well, more to come... (including pix, as soon as I get a computer here)