The Blessed Decline of Wordsworth Miller

Wordsworth Miller is a broken man.
Having squandered a once successful career in London’s advertising industry, he has now, both literally and metaphorically, reached the end of the road.
Finding himself marooned somewhere on the Suffolk coast amongst a jumble of run-down fishermen’s sheds, his despair is aggravated by the clutter of corroding oil drums, rusting winches, heaps of nylon fishing nets, polystyrene fish boxes and general putrefaction around him. The deranged ugliness of this God forsaken place jars with his carefully crafted sense of order and design, now sadly abandoned along with his personal history.
Wordsworth is not at home in this place. He needs a drink.

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