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The weekend was a fairly pensive one - booze, fags, friends, disappointments and reflections, of which I'll only go into the latter. It's now a year since I stepped off the plane at Heathrow. Three-hundred and sixty-five days. It may as well be three-hundred and sixty-five seconds. I've seen some amazing things and met some amazing people ... so much has changed and yet so much stays the same (as one of those amazing people often says).
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