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They stood inside Baldwin's herbalist shop looking around at the various jars and bottles on the side and shelves going up high Helen looked to see if Benny's arm had stopped its imaginary bleeding it had so she removed her girls' handkerchief from his arm it's stopped she said stopped bleeding he looked at his arm where Jessie James had shot him in the gunfight on Meadow Row bomb site so it has he said rubbing at the pretend wound how can I help you youngsters? the man said at the counter gazing at them can we have two glasses of sarsaparilla please Helen said to make some blood as Benny here was wounded by Jessie James in a gunfight off Meadow Row bomb site or it could have been Frank James Benny said I couldn't be sure in the shoot out the man nodded and smiled and went and got two glasses of sarsaparilla and brought it to them Benny paid the man the coins from his jeans' pocket and they stood by the window and peered out as they sipped the drinks other people came in and were served some wanting other things than sarsaparilla what are you doing afterwards? Helen asked might go to Jail Park on the swings he said can I come too? she said of course he said if you want to they sipped their drinks in silence then she said Betty's arm's broke it came out of the socket thingy how'd that happen? Benny said she looked at the other people in the shop my brother did it swung Betty around by her arm and she hit a wall and the arm came out she said Benny looked at her shall I try to mend it? he said no Mum said she'd do it or get Dad to do it when he comes home from work but she told my brother off for breaking my doll's arm Helen said seriously Benny looked at her standing there in her thick lens spectacles and her large eyes gazing at him and her white blouse and red skirt (slightly stained) so they drank their drinks and left but the other people in the shop talked together and remained.
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Jul 23, 2016
Jul 23, 2016 at 2:34 AM UTC
SARSAPARILLA AND ARM WOUNDS 1955.
They stood inside Baldwin's herbalist shop looking around at the various jars and bottles on the side and shelves going up high Helen looked to see if Benny's arm had stopped its imaginary bleeding it had so she removed her girls' handkerchief from his arm it's stopped she said stopped bleeding he looked at his arm where Jessie James had shot him in the gunfight on Meadow Row bomb site so it has he said rubbing at the pretend wound how can I help you youngsters? the man said at the counter gazing at them can we have two glasses of sarsaparilla please Helen said to make some blood as Benny here was wounded by Jessie James in a gunfight off Meadow Row bomb site or it could have been Frank James Benny said I couldn't be sure in the shoot out the man nodded and smiled and went and got two glasses of sarsaparilla and brought it to them Benny paid the man the coins from his jeans' pocket and they stood by the window and peered out as they sipped the drinks other people came in and were served some wanting other things than sarsaparilla what are you doing afterwards? Helen asked might go to Jail Park on the swings he said can I come too? she said of course he said if you want to they sipped their drinks in silence then she said Betty's arm's broke it came out of the socket thingy how'd that happen? Benny said she looked at the other people in the shop my brother did it swung Betty around by her arm and she hit a wall and the arm came out she said Benny looked at her shall I try to mend it? he said no Mum said she'd do it or get Dad to do it when he comes home from work but she told my brother off for breaking my doll's arm Helen said seriously Benny looked at her standing there in her thick lens spectacles and her large eyes gazing at him and her white blouse and red skirt (slightly stained) so they drank their drinks and left but the other people in the shop talked together and remained.
A BOY AND GIRL INA HERBALIST SHOP IN LONDON IN 1955
TerryCollett
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Jul 23, 2016
Jul 23, 2016 at 2:34 AM UTC
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