ANGELINA

“Last Cigarette’s spark emerged from a vision of Bessie Smith roaring around on a burnt-out motorbike, in some
God forsaken desperate town...” she reveals. “A place where you live by your wits, the streets are full of memories
that burn your heart, gates swing on rusty hinges, you choke on diesel fumes and witness apparitions of jujitsu
vigilante gangs riding the wall of death with balls of fire belching out of exhaust pipes.”