A freezing cold Day in Camden Town, but warmth comes within the Heart and soul of onès desires, mine include cult DVDs and PoP memorabilia and friendly conversation.
And here We are, an Emporium of obscurity.
As soon as We arrive We say our greetings and quickly delve into a conversation about subjects one feels the mainstream do not ponder – maybe subjects like T-REX and Fellini do not fit into the scheme of things.
And there We stood, four people of like Mind, glued to the TV screen, watching T-REX surrended by pans People shuffling innocently without a care in the World.