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A
day working today for hard cash, pounding the mean streets
of Liverpool. No fucking arts support round here so it's support
yourself time you know how it is. Still managed to do the
daily deed though in the form of "groogle". Our
daily star, the woman in the picture was at the table next
to me in the cafe in Liverpool. Just one of these people who
seems totally ill, came in coughing her lungs up and sweating
out grease. "The usual love" came the tone from
the waitress and sure enough the double egg, chips and beans
was served. Not only that but inbetween coughs the girl in
question was hard hitting the cigarettes too. Special ducky. |
