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It’s summer in Liverpool. A (close to) pitch perfect one up to this point. Blue skies, close to no rain and my hands have begun to tan. Two-thirds of my hands that is; from the fingers to a bit beyond … Continue reading
It’s summer in Liverpool. A (close to) pitch perfect one up to this point. Blue skies, close to no rain and my hands have begun to tan. Two-thirds of my hands that is; from the fingers to a bit beyond … Continue reading