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Maxx

‘sup?

This morning.

Martco writes:

‘I was very sorry to read about the passing of your excellent and important site of which I was a regular enough consumer of back in the day (‘14 – ‘19 thereabouts). I especially enjoyed learning about things ordinarily unseen unheard in the regular homogenised media…I also enjoyed the lighter items like bus p0rn, Frilly and her bakery adventures etc. etc. many of the commenters and contributors I’d imagine sharing a pint with of an evening.

‘I don’t know much about you and your crew but I do know that you created something I’d argue is indispensable – who does that now for the kids, Pat Kenny? I do hope on consideration there’s a Broadsheet redux in the future.

‘As the dogs say it best I’m attaching a pic (above) of my fella Maxx, who doesn’t do smart or profound, simply sez: “This ball is mine, gtf”’

Where is his muzzle?

Fight!

Earlier: And Don’t It Make Your Brown Eyes Blue

She Outlived Ye