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Keep trying to get… To Central Pier… And The Palladium… Puts us very close… Head North down the street its on… Left onto the promenade… And we’re not very far away at all… Can no longer place most of the shops… Think we come out on the corner… Where the Manchester Hotel used to be… But can’t be sure… Should know it… Walked it often enough… Both ways… After school… In search of records… Melody Makers… Still can’t believe they were all in on it… From the off… And that the breaks they talk about… Are all made up… The bar over Central Pier… Was called… The Dixieland!
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Proud of remembering that… Maybe it still is… ‘Dixie’s’… That would be surprising… Steep wooden steps… Up to the bar… Very bright inside… Prefer dark places… Especially for drinking… Lights got to be right… No dark corners… Waving off Bob… With his Pernod stained shirt… Lots of faces… But very few names… No idea where we went first… Or who we went with… Kat ‘n’ Hel were there… Can’t believe Kat was there… Totally different school… Sometimes… It’s not just the time lines… That get crossed… But locations too… Pretty certain Fee… Went to Montgomery… Not Greenlands.
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Montgomery… Was grey… Greenlands… Was brown… Everything seemed so permanent then… Like it had always been there… And always would be… But things… Like people… Come and go… Kat was there ‘cos of her brother… Instead of the lights… Coming up… At the end of the night… The lights went off… What kind of an arrangement is that?… Very confusing… Things suddenly got cold… And then we drifted… Down the wooden stairs… En masse… And out… Into the even colder… Night… If it was… More ghosts… Looking for a home… Neti… Neti… Not here… No, anywhere but here, please.
France & Vincent 