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The tenth of July 1985 .... Don't ask stupid questions .... I had nothingelse to do I was bored .... I had, I had not .... Fifteen weeks since thelight has gone, fifteen weeks with the same shirt on, a thousand bodiesstink and sweat and somebody's trying to roll a cigarette. Clean mister.
Clean mister. Clean missed her. Just relax and enjoy it, it's nothingreally. Let's get you out of those damp clothes, just life yourself up,get those dreadful trousers off. You'll feel so much better afterwards.
Just close your eyes and let it ooze all over you. Trickling down yourback warm and sticky. Isn't that nice? No don't speak, just let yourselfgo, sink, sinking down deeper and deeper and deeper. At 3 o'clock thatmorning I awoke in an unfamiliar room .... in my hands like sodden paper... a thick, glutinous pale green liquid .... sunlight through netcurtains. 6,000 miles an hour into brilliant white light. There's a brassband playing somewhere. Roll on your back and wait for the talcum. Butwhat's that? Pull back the linen sheets to find the shirt they peeled offyour back only two hours before the bed tips sideways. No .... and to oneday woke up in green fields with the sky blue above me. And to be cleanagain. But know I'll never be clean again.
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