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shewhoi can highly recommend m shah dentist practice at 105 stroud green road. friendly, efficient, no upselling.
and i now have very clean teeth! with no cavities! and slightly dodgy gums. which is my own fault, quite frankly. i'm looking forward to having false teeth, so i can scare small children like my nan used to. i'd rather they appeared later in life, mind.
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there was a chap on the tube, last night. sitting next to me. drinking white lightning (which is what i do sometimes) on his way out (which is what i do sometimes) to a football match (here we differ). you could feel the tension from the other commuters. he told a chap off for leaning on his head. fair enough.
he started asking me about my book. and my name. i thought for a second. was he really a d1ck? or was he just drunk (which is what i am sometimes) with the talkies (which is what i am sometimes)? we had a brief introduction. i stuck my head back in my book. then he started talking to the cute kid opposite and his mum. it was kinda sweet.
we hit finsbury park, i told him he was after the next stop and wished him well.
i don't know what i'm saying, or if i'm saying anything. drunk skinheads aren't all d1cks? befriend your local drunk?
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and i now have very clean teeth! with no cavities! and slightly dodgy gums. which is my own fault, quite frankly. i'm looking forward to having false teeth, so i can scare small children like my nan used to. i'd rather they appeared later in life, mind.
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there was a chap on the tube, last night. sitting next to me. drinking white lightning (which is what i do sometimes) on his way out (which is what i do sometimes) to a football match (here we differ). you could feel the tension from the other commuters. he told a chap off for leaning on his head. fair enough.
he started asking me about my book. and my name. i thought for a second. was he really a d1ck? or was he just drunk (which is what i am sometimes) with the talkies (which is what i am sometimes)? we had a brief introduction. i stuck my head back in my book. then he started talking to the cute kid opposite and his mum. it was kinda sweet.
we hit finsbury park, i told him he was after the next stop and wished him well.
i don't know what i'm saying, or if i'm saying anything. drunk skinheads aren't all d1cks? befriend your local drunk?
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