Alex Lloyd

My story...

"Im not Alex Lloyd...I just grew up with him. Alex has lent me a desk so I can work on a film that I am writing. So here I sit in his studio in London. Its in an old victorian industrial street north Of Ladbroke Grove. Next door is a mechanic and across the way some Rastas are refinishing bathtubs. It is pitch-black outside and it has only just gone 4 oclock in the afternoon. The studio isnt flash, in fact its a sparse and almost rundown affair and freezing cold. It is 2 degrees outside and a nasty breeze is blowing in under the door... I can hear Alex singing in the next room. He obviously has headphones on and all I can hear is his lone voice singing a song which he...

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