The Eyes of Silver Breeze

The problem with an internet-centric society is the double-standard with nerd rage: it's perfectly acceptable to type up the most hateful screed this side of a hate crime and fire it off at complete strangers while remaining anonymous behind your clever avatar, beerdude69420. On the other hand, when you try sending that stuff out through the good ol' US Postal Service people assume you're holed up in a cabin somewhere deep in the woods of Montana taping twigs to bombs.

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When workers for the London Underground opened up a long-abandoned elevator corridor at Notting Hill Gate tube station, they found more than rats and rot. Mounted on the walls was a gallery of 1950's-vintage advertising posters - somewhat the worse for wear, but with their crisp, pleasant midcentury aesthetic shining through the grime.