Project 1975
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A Matthew Healy fan fiction △
Going to a completely new world. Applying for an internship and bumping into your favorite band's frontman?
Stressful, adventurous and exciting.
Find out what happens to the photographer to be, Jamie Silver as she embarks on her journey in Manchester and finding new stuff, and love maybe
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