Turbo Tango and Neverwhere
Jan. 29th, 2012 11:05 pmI sprayed Turbo Tango into my mouth. Nitro fuelled fizzy orange.
Really it was just orangeade in an aerosol can, like squirty cream. A new way to drink, futuristic, or perhaps just somehow as if it was from the 1970s.
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I saw Neverwhere at the Progress Theatre in Reading on Friday night with![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
tackline. When the train was taking me back to London, I wondered which London I would end up in, particularly as I was confused by announcements like "we are approaching early" and stations that didn't sound real at all, like Martins Heron (apparently in the parish of Winkfield).
Really it was just orangeade in an aerosol can, like squirty cream. A new way to drink, futuristic, or perhaps just somehow as if it was from the 1970s.
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I saw Neverwhere at the Progress Theatre in Reading on Friday night with
tackline. When the train was taking me back to London, I wondered which London I would end up in, particularly as I was confused by announcements like "we are approaching early" and stations that didn't sound real at all, like Martins Heron (apparently in the parish of Winkfield).![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}