had curry last night, tandoori style, started with naan bread and a lovely mulligatawny soup, washed it all down with thickly thick mango papaya. didn't really, was actually a night of black & white telly plus smelly style perfume with wide open windows and petrol emissions --> kojak <--. new car. nod, nod, nodding even more months away. then will come a day. but this is the day, wouldn't, wouldn't YOU, say?cheap hotel room entertainment, teaching them well:
like frothing lips, tethered hands, swirling batteries, succession, battered, cattered, nattered, all is well . . .
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