
Two Blokes In One Skull
There are two blokes in my head, neither knows what the other said. One speaks routine, rules and facts, the other throws fireworks into the gaps. One wants the same mug, same chair, same…
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There are two blokes in my head, neither knows what the other said. One speaks routine, rules and facts, the other throws fireworks into the gaps. One wants the same mug, same chair, same…
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