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give me five minutes i said and the glass, notempty, stared back    americans at the bar    refused to be quiet as the poem forced itself through the belgian air brussels they said is where it all comes together - the barmaid, watching me silently, agrees        difficult not to see that 0-0 result as a judgment, a prediction an omen no score? i'd hoped for more
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Dec 14, 2015
Dec 14, 2015 at 8:43 AM UTC
On watching a scoreless draw between Ukraine and England while sitting in the bar in the Brussels Hilton, chatting with a beautiful Ukrainian lady who likes e.e. cummings
give me five minutes i said and the glass, notempty, stared back    americans at the bar    refused to be quiet as the poem forced itself through the belgian air brussels they said is where it all comes together - the barmaid, watching me silently, agrees        difficult not to see that 0-0 result as a judgment, a prediction an omen no score? i'd hoped for more
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Dec 14, 2015
Dec 14, 2015 at 8:43 AM UTC
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