When I was younger I once went to Holland for the weekend with a toothbrush in the front pocket of my dungarees, and some clean knickers, eyeliner and a spare t-shirt in my handbag. That was it. That constituted my entire packing for a 3 day trip. Admittedly I was a grimy musician in a cowpunk band at the time, and unencumbered by dependent humans....

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