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Roger is leaning against the railing, gazing on the ocean. He's been trying to write more songs, but nothing's coming out quite right. Normally, he'd go for chemical means of inspiration, but well, he's a role model of sorts now (and Collins is nowhere in sight for the moment).
He'll just have to settle for spending time in the fresh air.
He'll just have to settle for spending time in the fresh air.