Brass Ep. 50
Metallic fish were strewn across the street outside the chip shop. Iron nudged the handlebars of a motorcycle with her nose. ‘Triumph’ embossed on the petrol tank. The rest of the bike had sunk into the dirt road.
“On Fridays, two shoals of robot fish riding motorcycles or mopeds would come here and have a dust-up,” sighed Copper.
Iron dug around the tank. As she loosened the soil what was let of the bike sunk below ground level. Copper pulled Iron away from the sinking vehicle.
“It was very seventies,” she continued. “Codrophenia.”
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Little Fears 
Reminds me of when the Who played their Farewell Concert…..They kept on playing afterwards, then announced a new Farewell Concert…At least 3 times, I think it was?…
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Ahh, the Who… I enjoy them now, but my dad was a rocker, so there was no Who in the house when I was growing up, haha!
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You were deprived!
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Pfft! I had a lotta rock music and NEVER heard Sting growing up! I did alright haha!
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Imagination abounds
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Hah, cheers!
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hip hip hoorah
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Argh!
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😛 😛 😛
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love the imagery. I must confess, I needed to google some things to get the references, but it was worth it.
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Arr, sorry. A bit too British, haha.
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No Who? What did you do? Sit in the corner and stare at your shoe?
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Hah! I was allowed Queen. Freddie and May kept me company. 😛
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The drawings remind me of the spookiness every Hayao Miyazaki’s movie has.
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Ooo, the Spirited Away guy? Awesome film!
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Yeah. One of my favourite movies!
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