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p 25

Spitfire ale: how Kentish
(Wednesday has become pub night)

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how, by an almost complete avoidance
the matter of . . . .
                          those who would spell it out
lose out

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the matter of England? Wossa matter?
the shadow of a football spinning from a knee
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what would youth be like? I mean
how ironic are they? who look just like
I looked, are full, undeniably
of the same self-importance (mine, I suspect,
the more naïve)? I would love that sense
of centrality, of things being within my reach.


    

 


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