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Dec 2023
Remember the kitchen chemist in South Hackney?
well
the little gobshite is trying to track me because I told others that
the crack that he cooks is quite flaky,
does that make me a
snitch?

yeah
that little ***** doesn't know his **** from his elbow
I could've shown him how to cook it
but **** it
why would I?

ha
these days I make do with Anadin,
but I used to turn lead into
jewelled nights.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
(68/Here and now)   
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   Rob Rutledge
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