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Originally Posted by Jack Duckworth
looking forward to the russian and french translated versions of zorg's book recounting his and his old man's dust up with telford's finest.
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The best of these are the ones that try to be literary and psychoanalytical about it, like 'Among the Thugs.'
There is not murder or rage or even anger in his eye; there is nothing. It is black like the flint in a Khmer cave in deepest Cambodia, seeing all but feeling nothing. It is black like the Sheffield skies that lorded above him as he learned life's lessons as a boy: take what you can. Nobody will give. And above all, stand your ground. Never run.
£#%&! off.