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Nowhere: How I Discovered The Soul Of Europe’s Most Insane Festival

I’m hauling a French dude that looks like Obelisk up a mountain in the middle of the Spanish desert.  He is tripping big fat acid-balls, blubbing like a newborn and generally making a scene.  I don’t know now, but will … Continue reading

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Caroline #2

I was going to Green Man festival on the Friday.  The day before, me and the girl I thought I was going to marry broke up.  I had the bit between my teeth. Me and Caroline met in the crowd … Continue reading

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Zara

I was at Camp Bestival with my brother and his two sons. We’d had a brilliant first day, pleasantly unsullied by booze.  My youngest nephew started the tantrums about 9pm, so we took them back to the tent, and after … Continue reading

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