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Oct 28
I haven't seen this time of the night since last night and like last night it gave me a fright, but I got over it, drank a bit, made a crisp sandwich, no, not a sandwich made crisply but a sandwich with crisps in it,

Jeez do I have to explain everything?
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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