The Marxist Party

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The rules were simple. A party, David’s birthday, where you’re obliged to come as Groucho Marx, or Karl Marx if you’d never heard of Groucho (Phyllis Stein’s, the lot of you.) These three won easily though with their tribute to the Duck Soup mirror scene, here available by the miracle of You Tube. Huzzah!

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GriddleOctopus

There are few harder things in life than introducing yourself, especially in print where mellifluous nuance can turn to indulgent wankery. So. I am definitely a 'writer'. You could also call me an 'artist'. I could probably put the words 'designer' and 'consultant' here too, but they feel crass.

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