BEWITCHING BJORK
Stop the press! I have a message in a bottle for Bjork Gundmundsdottir — how gently she has gone into that good night. The message reads: You tickle my tits with your magic tricks, Sweet sounds and spider web dew, Candyfloss clouds over desolate shores, Affectionate thoughts lay beside you. Samantha Stevens, Torbay.
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Rip It Up, Issue 225, 1 May 1996, Page 9
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54BEWITCHING BJORK Rip It Up, Issue 225, 1 May 1996, Page 9
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