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28 Sep 2005: Bright On



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Each Stride Hardens My Feet

After an hour in makeshift custody, the protesters eventually decided to retreat, having made their point. Or at least having attempted to make it. The police took no chances with these rebellious subversives and frogmarched the group back to the place from whence they came.

In one of the authorised protests, cyclists went by blaring out Pink Floyd's Money. I was disappointed with the rather clich├ęd choice of song. How about Rage Against The Machine instead? Now we're talking.