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JAMIE shackman's Collection of stuff which exists here only so he can look back when he's old and remember what it felt like to be young, carefree and generally very silly, and hopefully smile and remember that he had a pretty great life with lots of people who somehow liked him, or at least put up with him, and whom he loved an inredible deal,
Streaks & blurs. The colour splurge.
Seductive grain stumbling rambunctiously across the print. Frivolously feral. fuck you I won't do what you tell me.
The dirty mark of perfect, imperfect perfection.
The prettiest of bastards.
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