Ian was living in fairyland and in our own way we all helped him to stay there. — Deborah Curtis, Touching from a Distance: Ian Curtis and Joy Division
Ian was living in fairyland and in our own way we all helped him to stay there. — Deborah Curtis, Touching from a Distance: Ian Curtis and Joy Division
Ian was living in fairyland and in our own way we all helped him to stay there. — Deborah Curtis, Touching from a Distance: Ian Curtis and Joy Division
Ian was living in fairyland and in our own way we all helped him to stay there. — Deborah Curtis, Touching from a Distance: Ian Curtis and Joy Division
Ian was living in fairyland and in our own way we all helped him to stay there. — Deborah Curtis, Touching from a Distance: Ian Curtis and Joy Division
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Ian was living in fairyland and in our own way we all helped him to stay there.

— Deborah Curtis, Touching from a Distance: Ian Curtis and Joy Division
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