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the clock

It’s strange how our mind works. This time last year we’d just had our car for a couple of months and we’d take it out to just drive around the city. We’d go to a cafe and it wasn’t the Double Sun every time. Often it was that Russian themed joint in the former R&D canteen. And back then it was almost invariably to Thom Yorke that we drove. Now whenever I hear songs like the Clock or Analyse and I close my eyes I see myself in that old clunker driving along a night winter street and listening to Thom Yorke.

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