|Posted on February 21, 2021 at 6:15 AM|
#FireHorsesQuotes 95: “A bike un-revved, a Yale scratched and the front door opened on my prodigious father, full of Landlords’ Bitter, a grit-toothed smile from within his vast beard – a NUPE pirate. From tatty leathers Dad pulled a hard parcel wrapped in The Sun. A page 3 girl wrapped around my present, nipples at right-angles to one another like a pixelated Picasso…”
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