It really is an insane city . . . its intelligentsia is so hurried in the head that nothing stays there; its glamour smells of goat; there’s no difference between good and bad.
Dylan Thomas (1914-1953)
It really is an insane city . . . its intelligentsia is so hurried in the head that nothing stays there; its glamour smells of goat; there’s no difference between good and bad.
Dylan Thomas (1914-1953)
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I must have been lucky, as unlike Dylan, I never smelt any goats.
Best wishes, Pete.
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