MYSPACE Artist Bill Fitzsimmons descends upon London
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So here we are, in London finally, watching life blaze by at irregular angles
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Clean workspace: ideal
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Everyone has their favorite cemetary
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We fell upon a rugby match
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and got curiously hungry
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Marc smokes for two
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Bum-rushed Bill! He was playing at the Betsey Trotwood and did not know my ass was located here
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Consilience
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The Brits knew Bill's songs, by the number. They were like, "WEDDING DRESS!!!"
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Look at Bill, trying to be all avuncular with his groupies
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Fans discuss lyric interpretations
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English Charles Telep
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Fun night out, darling