Drinking and dancing last night at the British Ex, which officially closes after last call on Monday. Not a good idea to walk backwards onto a busy street after an evening of drinking and dancing, trying to frame a sunset, half present because the other half is thinking, Like a Maxfield Parrish. Something about those colours together: light blue, orange, pink and yellow. Is he okay? someone asked after word got around. No, said another -- he perished. Sucked into a sunset.
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