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Something in the way she stands there Something she knows whilst serving serving all the customers sadly But with temerity I approach whilst stumbling over words to say Rehearse and another till open But I wont and accede my place Still stumbling in my mind a phrase perhaps And then a small packet of tobacco and then some rizlas She gracefully accedes knowing I have in truth no other here Theres something in the way she smiles When she gives me the packet And touches my cold hand lightly.

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