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Jan 12
They'll not be happy
until we're living in tents down on
Hackney Marsh,

Cold Weather payments?
not a chance
harsh
but true

and even when we're lined up for our nightly gruel
they'll not give us any fuel for our fires.

We've been ejected, evicted, victims of a scam.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
(68/Here and now)   
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   Heidi Franke
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