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How long must he wait?

How perversely exciting it used to be, in the months after you made your decision to abandon this hopeless situation meaning [rueful laughter] the UK, not so much the shattered bones of you and me I was still hanging on, a faithful puppy getting up early and heading out to Heathrow to provide the welcome committee and then I went straight to work? and where did you go on those days? I forget you had other friends, and that strangely I wasn't the epicentre of your multiverse 30 years have passed the children you had with Wolfgang cycle shorts may even have children now, but Facebook won't furnish me with that information On those airport journeys I always listened to the Blood on the Tracks cassette I found in the office 'library', a source of much wonder which also included rare volumes, magazines and actual vinyl. They didn't appreciate what they had and neither, here comes the punch- line, did I

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