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There’s a hole in my heart where Mary used to be
Saturday night. The last train home. The station’s bright and light. The sound of squiffy silliness peppers the air. There’s no menace, no riotous shouting. No spitting, or pissing, or – you know – any of those ‘I wish I’d … Continue reading
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Tagged drunk, Hard Day's Night Hotel, hipster beards, Mary, Merseyrail, paella, reunion, train
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MEMOIRS OF A HUSK 