So here we are again, in the street of ex-leafy Sheffield, where I am not allowed because on bail….. which hopefully will soon be amended to allow me to collect more artistic evidence from the incredible one-in-a-lifetime human experience in the making there (albeit a 100m from work zones…… but possibly with a megaphone!).
This is the second parchment of words and their definition that we have recollected from our anthropological excursions in the Stump city. Enjoy
Hope you’ve enjoyed. Check again soon for new pieces.
The Magician and the Raven's Grimoire of Tirades 
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