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Young persons railcard makes getting to London slightly cheaper. It's still £46.
Note the shit signature. |
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A Tokyo railcard. I'm not sure why It's in here, I don't remember using such a thing.
Do they have flying trains in Japan? Probably. |
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The Art Fund. I'm given these things each year by my mother because apparently we have some kind of family membership.
It's unused, just like the other two. |
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Penzance to London. Hell to civilization. |
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The worst journey in the world. |
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Enabler of large debts. A pain in the arse to talk to on the phone. |
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The hostel I used in HK. Tiny rooms, amazing staff.
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I can drive a computer apparently. Is this international? Has anyone heard of it? |
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I did use the library. They let you take out DVDs for free. |
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Doesn't look like I activated it. |
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Hong Kong's version of the Oyster card. They had it years before London of course, and did a better job implementing it. |
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A points card for a Japanese bookshop in the 'Oriental City' mall, Colindale, London. The shop closed a few years ago. |
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When I dropped my previous camera onto concrete they paid for the repair. |
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Why is there Welsh on this card? I don't want that filth in my wallet. |
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From an arcade in…Seattle I think. I played Virtual On there, but one of the joysticks had broken. |
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Unused. Must have come free with something. Maybe it still works? |
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I think they went bust. |
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Really useful. For all the JOBS I get. All the time.
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See those punch marks? They show that I went to tutorials about those pieces of equipment. A foolproof system, there is no way a student could have punched the holes without attending the tutorials. When a piece of equipment was borrowed, one of the numbers on the card was ticked off. Note the lack of ticks. |
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It has about £6 on it. That's good for ten meters of travel in London. |
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This is supposed to have my prescription on the back, but the printing has worn off.
That man's chin is too big. |
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I'm not sure why a student needs a business card, or why I have her card. Probably from a school reunion. |
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Look at that. Platinum! I own three yachts, so I'm entitled to the card. |
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I did collect the stickers. I didn't win. |
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Phone number for an estate housing office on the back of a KLM boarding pass. Not sure what the directions are for. |
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Folded Wendy's coupons from Tokyo. That big glob of mayo looks foul. |
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I don't know, but the numbers looked important so I blurred them. I like to give the impression that I'm being responsible about identity theft and all that shit. |
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Tokyo guesthouse from the last trip. They ran it as a kind of foreign language school to get around taxes. No one ever spoke to anyone else. |
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On the top floor of Loft in Shibuya there is an area dedicated to portable ashtrays. It's not a museum. |
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Tokyo hostel from previous trip. Tiny rooms, reasonable staff. |
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A host's business card, made from plastic. |
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See about halfway down here. |
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Kealan really pulled out all the stops here. See that angle? He had to rotate the text in Photoshop with the little handles on the transform tool. |
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Issued by Goldman Sachs when I worked there. The idea was to call in after a terrorist/alien/god attack and let them know that you were safe. Now I've used 'Goldman Sachs' and 'Terrorist' in the same paragraph, their ultra advanced security systems will find this text. |
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I've blurred out my picture because I find it offensive. The blurring makes it look like I have lopsided eyes.
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The old alarm code at a friend's place. I walked in one night, and my wallet was so full I couldn't find this piece of paper in time. The alarm went off. Alarms are very loud. |
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Purikura. I hate it, but also, secretly enjoy it. I'm sure there's a market for a masculine version with less glitter and more tank/guitar/beer icons. |
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I found these on the floor at our local cinema. I don't know their history. |
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This piece of paper has been in use for about three years. It's chock full of information. I might move it to my new wallet, in the same way that a farmer might keep some potatoes to start next years crop. |
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Who is Justin? Does he like wine?
Wine? It looks more like wihe. |
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A cut out rubbing of a coin, the kind of thing you make when you're very young. Not sure what it's doing in here.
Maybe I'm a paedophile?
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Picked up in Tokyo. I'm surprised they haven't yet flaked away into nothing. |
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Friend stuck it on her phone, while drunk apparently. And then peeled it off because it didn't look good. |
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