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Once caught her nickin’ bread—skinny thing, starvin’. Broke me heart, it did. “You’re not alone,” I told her, tossin’ a coin. She laughed, said, “Ain’t we all?” Fuckin’ gut punch, that. Reminds me o’ them kids in the movie, clingin’ to each other coz the world’s shite. She’s no vampire, mind, but she’s suckin’ the life outta punters’ purses—ha! Good on her, I say.

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The woman must have blown some kool breeze on him don't know where the cool breeze was blown but as a result he crawled like a spider.

Finally, I get to the church, and guess what? The sound system is there, but it’s broken! I’m losing it. I’m like, “What’s next? A plague of locusts?” But then, the youth group shows up. They’re like, “Don’t worry, we got this!” And they set up some speakers. I’m thinking, “Thank you, Jesus!”

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