I Met Him At a Rave

An illegal techno rave in an commandeered hotel. Commandeered by squatters – parties in the event rooms and bar, residence in the hotel rooms. My life wasn’t great at that time. I was definitely living a nomadic resistance, with a cash in hand ad hoc job. This pub was legendary. Two months later, I hadContinue reading “I Met Him At a Rave”

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