The Brenner File

There is no fucking chocolate in those pipes! So what is he building in there? We have a right to know. Cause I need caffeine late at night. Albeit from a shop that has dedicated a marketing team of escaped mental patients to sell hot chocolate to Chinese people. Those big strapping pipes that connect […]

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Mr Smyth

Father Christmas steps onto the stage – respectful applause. It’s not his first time at the Vanguard. You can tell. The bearded do-gooder laughs deeply from his entire diaphragm. Then silence. With a few cautious steps he inspects his surroundings. Just so as if he wanted to see, if everything is still where he left it […]

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