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Seeing I: techno surveillance and institutionalization
Dreamstone Moon: capitalism
Longest Day: what if you went to a planet and it was fucked up
Option Lock: the cold war
Kursaal: environmentalism and indigenous rights
Alien Bodies: bodily autonomy
Genocide: genocide
The Bodysnatchers: industrialism
Vampire Science: suicide
The Eight Doctors: what if you met your younger self and they called you a faggot wouldn't that be crazy
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Great 1950 constructions should not get lost.
1950, the Kursaal circular diving board replicates the firm monogram on a central “K” shaped element. It was designed by architect Attilio Lapadula, with engineer Pier Luigi Nervi as technical consultant.
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you guys don't like kursaal? you don't like evil possessed sam? don't like werewolves? awoo?
Rockabillys outside the pub next to the Kursaal amusement park in Southend-on-Sea, England in 1983. John Ingledew.
I love when writers throw in little things about the doctor not being human, they should do it more often
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Look I'm just gonna say it, if you've written a werewolf novel where I'm having significantly more fun reading the academic articles on the subject of werewolves that I want to cite in my review than I am the novel itself, well, you've written a shitty werewolf novel.
(Everybody say thank you Robert McKay and John Miller for Werewolves, Wolves and the Gothic. Saving me by actually giving me something to talk about with this absolute flatline of a novel.)
The Fisher King
Pour toi Émilie...
Carnon-plage.
