'The code parlours, the tattoo parlours - all run by one-eyed poets sixty years old, loaded on Carmondy Rose bourbon - the storefront tailor operations and chop joints, their tiny show windows stuffed with animated designs like postage stamps or campaign badges from imaginary wars or bags of innocent coloured candy, were already crowded with … Continue reading Cheap and Tasteless
Tag: M John Harrison
Hill Park
'17, Hill Park lay on the left of the Rye as you looked south, caught between sine bleak low-rise flats and two or three point-blocks built on a hill. A burned out Vauxhall had sagged on to its brake drum in the street outside; the basement area was full of broken furniture - chipboard, Formica, … Continue reading Hill Park
Absence Club 