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April 22, 2005



And I know exactly what you're talking about. The fan, the play, the turn. I can see it all in my mind's eye. I wonder if that's a function of watching the DVD so many times or of just seeing it all when it happened. I really hope that never goes away.


And the vivid memory of where we were when it happened - hunched over a computer screen in Paris at 5 in the morning, followed by the mad-but-silent leaping around the apartment. It will never get old.


what a great image, iain. i love it.

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