My entire teenage years happened with Marc Almond and Soft Cell in the background, so I'm really upset that he's had what sounds like a pretty critical motorbike accident. I hope he's getting the best care there is.
My friend Angela's next-door neighbour looked exactly like him, and even danced like him, and also, it was a whole northern thing, what with me being a Northerner, and Marc being from Southport and it was all about Northern Soul and Wigan Casino, and it was magical.
Thinking about you, Marc, although of course you don't know me.
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