Thursday, 19 January 2012

Wood Street: Apocalyptic Paris.

I had to pick up another sleep testing machine from Whipps hospital. I cut through Wood Street on the way back home. I like Wood Street, its' similar to one of those towns on Route 66, the towns that stood still when everybody took to the freeways. Tesco's haven't got to it yet, although I have heard that Morrison's might open a shop. Apart from Elvis impersonators,  there's also an indoor market where one can purchase football and WW2 memorabilia.
Not too sure if the Barbara Striesand shrine is for sale, but there's now free spaces for local artists. Wow, It could soon become like an apocalyptic Paris.

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