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Jigsaws I Suppose!

it’s 7.30pm i’m staring at faces on a moving train a habit of a sort jigsaws i suppose arranged in seats perhaps, they’re thinking about sport or politics contemplating sex, tonight! young men coolly glance at women pretending to be … Continue reading

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