This still has punch as an existential mystery.  You think you'll be watching a bloke f***ing his way through 'Swinging London'.  
But before he gets half way through half their Mary Quant minis, he discovers, in the deep grain of a set of photographs he casually snapped in an isolated park, a corpse in the brush.
But before he gets half way through half their Mary Quant minis, he discovers, in the deep grain of a set of photographs he casually snapped in an isolated park, a corpse in the brush.
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