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From: Remi
Category: Exhibitions
Date: 15 September 2003
Richard and friends drove me there. Molly was in another car. There was nothing terribly artisitic about the enterprise other than the arrant lack of art. We did play with a lilac ball and spotted a shipwreck on the sand but could not wade through the estuary to get there. When conversation dwindled, I improvised in a manner that would have made the Joffe master proud. On the return journey, we stopped at the pub and I bought drinks on my credit card for cash donations. Left my HSBC cards with parents. Now I understand poverty at first hand, living out of internet access and living on a Visa card.
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