I just spent the last hour looking up photos of Sandie Shaw on the internet. This is what I get for listening to the Smiths after midnight.
Of all the things to mentally take me away from my current digs, this is as unusual as any - if it weren't such an obvious throwback to my teenage years when I really used to listen the hell out of the Smiths. Also, because Sandie Shaw was pretty easy to look at when she was my age - let alone half that, for that matter.
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