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Imagine you were at that Skepta gig in May 2015, that free one in Shoreditch where so many people turned up the police had to cordon off whole streets. The last thing you remember is some over excitable moron jumping up and down and bashing into you. The next thing you know you’ve woken up two years later in hospital. It’s summer ’17. The first thing you do is turn on the TV.
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