-=Dark_Angel=-, P.I.17 Oct 2004

Dead? Yes. But often when the weight of the world hangs heavy on my shoulders, and Gatwick Village seems like such a desperate, lonely place, I look up to the sky, cradling my drooping buttocks in the palms of my hands, half-expecting, half-hoping, to see him soaring high above the clouds, red cape billowing insanely out behind. Is it a bird? Is it a plane? No you wanker! It's superman! I know he's in a better place, wherever he is. Goodbye Christopher McReeves. Goodbye.