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Wednesday, 16 October 2013
FIREWORKS LOST
yellow and red banners with happy drawn rockets go up on old A-frame trailer and on the tumbling front fences the bungalow on the derelict compulsory-purchase corner plot open for business one last time one last time to go in the french doors onto the carpet of dirt and buried rugs and get talked into buying a bigger box of bangflash than intended before its flattened for '800 new homes, 35 percent of them to be affordable'
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