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“The London of punk was still a bombed-out city, full of chasms that could be temporarily occupied and squatted. Once those spaces are enclosed, practically all of the city’s energy is put into paying the mortgage or rent. There’s no time to experiment, to journey without already knowing where you will end up. Free time becomes convalescence. London becomes a city of pinched-face drones plugged into iPods”