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THAT BITCH! I TELL YOU!
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Take a stroll down Glasgow’s Queen Street past the Gallery of Modern Art on any given day and you might see a traffic cone sitting on the head of the statue of the Duke of Wellington. For the last 20 years or so, Glaswegians have been, despite requests from the police, crowning the Duke (and sometimes his horse!) with various cones in the middle of the night. The police remove the cones in the morning, but it won’t be long until another takes the last one’s place. I suppose you can say it’s become of a bit of a tradition. After all, as proved again by reactions to “Hurricane Bawbag”, no one has a sense of humour like the Scottish.
Whenever I see him without his crown it’s immediately a bad day.
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COLD WAR KIDS - We Used To Vacation
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there are animals called dikdiks
pronounced.. dick-dicks?
no pronounced xylophone
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Francis Alÿs, The Nightwatch, 2004 [x]
Surveillance cameras observe a fox exploring the Tudor and Georgian rooms of the National Portrait Gallery at night.
My kind of fox.
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