As a card-carrying nosey-parker and professional obsessive, I read up on the subject and learned that… — John Cooper Clarke
As a card-carrying nosey-parker and professional obsessive, I read up on the subject and learned that Baudelaire was a real pernickety dresser and a bit of a dude; this was my kind of guy. I too would be an Urban Poet.
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