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By the end of the year there should be 366 pictures here denoting one thing that happened that day. Just the one. As a overly conscientious, borderline OCD, competitive freak this is the sort of challenge that I both relish and should avoid in equal measure.
Sunday, 1 April 2012
In which the restaurant in the distance with the red windows and green awning shuts tonight. It was where I bought my first meal when I moved to Leeds; where I ate the night after my wedding; where I got takeaway the night I bought my baby son home from hospital and every Saturday my son and I get a takeaway to eat in front of the TV. It was called Welcome Friends and now I feel like I lost one of the very few friends I have in the city I don't belong in.
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