02_NC: Blackpool Nights

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Last night I saw the largest mirror ball in the world and it took my breath away.

I walked with words in my head:
Young hearts run free.
Where did you come from? Where did you go?
Take me home, to the place where I belong.
I’ve got the key, I’ve got the secret.

I could never live without you by my side.
I love you baby.
Don’t stop me now because I’m having a good time.

At 4am I find myself on the prom prom prom. I was not having such a good time, in fact I was killing time until the sun rose. I was listening to a dog who knew a thing or two about Blackpool, he’d been around the block, he had some stories to tell:
He said that Blackpool is a mirror ball in need of disco. He told me that Blackpool offers a very particular kind of pleasure, that so many people are wrapped up in the business of giving pleasure and making everything seem ‘alright’ that it is killing them.
It feels like a city that is trying to stop itself from growing old – that is what he said. It offers promise everywhere, it promises so much and yet it takes more than it gives.
He told me that small people with no responsibility, nothing to lose love the places because it’s all about winning points and a big cuddly toy.
But now he thinks he’s outgrown this town, or this town has outgrown him, he wants to move on, but he doesn’t know where to go. He is lost. He is looking for his own disco.