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A place to create. A place to love and be loved. Surrounded by garden and little creatures. Smack bang in the middle of a city. (Just in case you were about to flit off into ‘oh the creative life reverie.)
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On stage I have an overwhelming desire to fly around above the stage in a circle and squeal. Might explain my rather annoying habit of raising my arms all the time.