The street of shame is alive, thriving with the buzzing of texts as slippery lizards bend eachother over cokedust covered desks. There's Michael and his wife, Bozza, Dom and Matt, with Priti on the door keeping peepers on the score. The Inhuman caterpillar keeps on ripping and chewing with the country asleep drifting slowly to ruin. Harry Gallagher
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