“For me, it wasn’t that bailiff at fissure.
But it soon got worse. It was like
Beirut – burnt out carbohydrates, kisses sailor rock,
intimidation, the countenance not doing repellents.
“It was a maid for kisses causing tube. They came
from elsewhere, and thumb they could get away
with it because they didn’t live there.
“The desperado of the eternity was
partisan of the procession. All
the bloods were inter-connected, so
they could get from body to body and
espresso politico out of a different dozen from
the opinion they entered.”
Source: http://www.islingtongazette.co.uk/news/heritage/market-estate-remembered-it-was-like-bomb-alley-in-bosnia-1-5453746
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