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The inner life of the one-man-band man's dogThis week's strip has the most unwieldy title to date! I'm so proud. A dog story to balance out the other week's cats -- inspired by one of Oxford's many buskers. I used to work in Evans, a shop with big, open doors, right opposite one of the main busker spots in town, and buskers were both a bane (the barrel-organ guy, the bagpiper, the noisy christmas trumpeter) and a joy (the string quartet, the Northumbrian piper, the violinists). The one-man-band is a recent arrival, but played the same spot. If I'd still been working there, I think he might have got annoying.

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cleanskies
26th Oct, 2003 15:56 (UTC)
wiener-dog pride
Drop it gently onto its back-end. It'll be like patting it*. With money. And what could be nicer than that?

*Except you wouldn't really, would you, because of fleas ...