Wet and loud. I'm still out at this time of night waiting for the arrival of a cover band. Sitting thru some drops presently as the rains come down heavy. But in suppose 'sense of dampened' community.
That last group performed highway to Hull.
Seams like l'm not only one spells Hull with E as second letter. Habit built on my understanding of local political desperation.
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