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Lash Route

A train waits, basking in the sun on the bridge. We shout abuse. Mark throws a can. It’s beautiful tonight. Off at the station and into the city. The air is golden, the high street like a motorway to be … Continue reading

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Gargling Cheap Wine: 3 Homerton Street

There’d been no other reason to get wasted other than we were brothers and it was Saturday. By midnight we were gargling cheap wine and the walls had rushed away. Seven sheets blew in the wind we sailed steamrollers in … Continue reading

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