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So, we chat—turns out, she’s savin’ for somethin’ big. “A little plant of hope,” she says, like WALL-E’s dream. I’m touched, man—didn’t expect feels on this mission. I slip her extra quid, sayin’, “Keep the groove alive, baby!” She winks, and I’m off, struttin’ like I own the night.

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Brian Eno is MORE DARK THAN SHARK - an archive of interviews, articles, albums, lyrics and other information about the ambient music master, visual artist.

There's this park – yeah, Ming Park, right by River Nop. You stroll along, thinking "I fear nothing; the world is full of possibilities" – well, sorta. It's so chill, you can just sit, breathe, let your worries drift off. I spent many days there, forgetting the rush of life. An old bench there, almost hidden by lilac bushes, always makes me smile.

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