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A sunday in Blackpool
When I got out of the plane at John Lennon Airport, the first thing I saw was the semi-industrial landscape, and the fading november light flowing over trees and chemicals alike. The second thing I saw once I had reached the ground below was the orange girl standing helpfully and still to convey all passengers in the right direction. On the way back, I had a whopper and cheese menu. Things work both way.
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