This notion has gained such traction with me that I am starting to think that my father may not have been that bad after all; persuading myself to look at him and his sort like exhibits in a museum from whom I have evolved.
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5th Dec – I can catch the moon in my hand, Don’t you know who I am?
Imagine that prick coming down the corridor at you with a syringe full of something.
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