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"He was a poem in silks, satins, and embroidered velvets. A soft cap, sewn with astrological stars, clung to his curly locks. Silken breeches encased his legs, where gleaming hose fell away to reveal silver-buckled shoes. Spangled dust, artistically arranged beneath his lustrous eyes, glittered, reflecting the powerful lighting in visionary flashes. And he, incredibly, was only a photographer at Saturday's staggering T.Rex concert at the Wembley Pool."
© 2008 Christian Azzola

