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Wednesday, 27 November 2013
HOSPITAL ME
who's that joker walking the corridors with his shuffleboots and bald potatohead blurting blunt warped smalltalk to nervous automated laugh replies?
that joker - the 40 year old underachiever with bicyclemud smeared on his chin chewing nicotine and biting pens and scribbling in a pocket bent pad and rubbing his scalp in the stairwell and pounding his temples in the tearoom as if to kickstart his mind and put some reallight in his sleepdull manson lamps
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