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Hanover Street is a beautiful street. I bought a scarf there once. Hanover street is two minutes from Oxford Circus tube station. Lots of people come out of the tube and walk down Hanover street. The woman did.
In the heart of west end shopping there’s the jewel of Hanover Street. It has shops and clubs and tons to do. I feel optimistic there. You can always buy a banana on Hanover Street. The woman did.
People are building wonderful new structures on Hanover Street. Penthouses, offices, art galleries. It will ‘transform the environment’ on Hanover Street: so exciting
On Hanover Street heavy window frames hang from cranes. They can hang there all night. They hang over shops pavements, over people having a good time there. Hanover Street leads to Hanover Square. The woman was going there eating a banana.
On Hanover Street new buildings are nearly finished. Look, the substantial window frames, the ones that were hanging from the cranes, are propped against the wall. The wind is gusting down Hanover Street Look, the woman’s hair is blowing about.
It’s a smart part of town in Hanover Street. On that bright morning in Hanover Street the woman was wearing black and white, eating a banana and coming from Oxford Circus tube station.
There are classy hotels near Hanover Street: they advertise fantastic deals. Perhaps the woman works in one of them or at John Lewis round the corner. Or is she a lawyer? In black and white she looks so chic hair blowing on Hanover Street
The large window frames, (they say they weigh half a ton) propped against the wall on Hanover Street, catch a gust of wind, and move. She sees, she runs on Hanover Street. The frames fall faster crush her in the seconds she passes with her hair blowing banana in hand.
You never hear screams on Hanover Street: Mayfair is a secluded place, there is no need for noise to travel two blocks. But here’s screaming and running on Hanover Street. Builders bankers shoppers tourists: it takes 6 people to lift the frames. They say they were part of the new art gallery. Builders weep on Hanover Street. They watch the woman with the banana and the beautiful hair die.
Liz Callingham
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