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London not so plane

Lovely London plane, lovely tone wood. I lived in tree lined street in North London for 11 years and I heard them rustle in the breeze crack in the wild winds of the 80s. I watched them sprout and I watched them being cut. I suffered the heavy pollen count. I have always admired the London Plane Tree and now the sound has altered and behold it is a ukulele.
 
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