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Somewhere Quotes by Karl Pilkington
- I mean, I don't really go out at night in terms of noisy, busy places; I prefer more of a quiet corner somewhere.
- The other day I was thinking - because I get a lot of headaches - I was wondering whether the head should be where it…
- The reason I did the book about holidays is that you're a different person on holiday. You're sleeping somewhere unfamiliar, knocking about with people you've…
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