The latest barrel organ news from Hackney, London.
Iain Sinclair wrote of when “global warming rolls a warm sea [up] the course of the old Hackney Brook.” The flow’s going to be the other way. Let me explain.
“Vagabonds, discharged soldiers, discharged jailbirds, escaped galley slaves, swindlers, mountebanks, lazzaroni, pickpockets, tricksters, gamblers, maquereaux, brothel keepers, porters, literati, organ grinders, ragpickers, knife grinders, tinkers, beggars”
Si nos importa tanto, ¿por qué no lo compramos?
What to do when a mysterious lady offers you a free ride?
In which I proffer my experience in the service of the East European mafia as a model for helping us help the Aricept generation.
(Even if they can’t make a decent paella.)