Calling all callers.

Carry you’re pride head high through pampas grass, whole and efficient where no-one sneaks in, secretively, self-adjusted to the baffling environment that precludes them, hypnotically, sundried and baffled.  Call out to all callers, in a hypnotic and silly language,colourful as a toy shop. Call out in a sound like curlews wading the hypnotic, sun dried, waters on the west side of Liverpool.

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