Albion, Art, Books, Trickster

Figures…

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Barons downstairs… The Calypso… Up… In a glass elevator… Novel… So novel, somebody… Threw-up in it… Pissed off the punters… Barons was the real coming of age… For the street-kids… Next to… The Purple Penny... On the promenade… Met Kaz… And Joolz… In there… But later… Got thrown out… On more than one occasion… In some places… They wouldn’t let you in… Never bothered… Didn’t really want to be in there… Anyway… Truth be told… All the politicians… Look like bouncers… Or prison guards… Same thing… Same mentality… Which means… No mentality… Thinks like a steel wall…

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One in the eye for Andy… Stinks like a dance hall…  One more… Phil Chowder… Worked in the takeaway… Not so happy to be seen there… The people who ran Barons were, well, barons… More so than other places… You could just feel it… Mark snogged somebody he shouldn’t… Hugs outside… Not because it was cold… Which it was… Couldn’t say when… Never saw Woz in there… But he turned up at The Galleon one night… Started quoting wisdom from way back… Beacon High days… Good at that… Grounding… The grounding of ghosts… Every hundred years… He said and laughed that laugh.

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Built on a beacon hill… At least they admitted it… Before the water tower… There was a farm holding… Saw it there… In a dream… The intimacy of it all… That’s the frightening thing… You could walk the whole area from primary school… To job… In half an hour… There was a good library though… Warm in winter… Wooden chairs… Table… And bookcases… Stone floor… High ceilings… Arched windows… And piped central heating… Warmth… And books… Somehow go together… Mustn’t say that… It’ll only give them ideas… Saw Fee… Driving out of the test centre… Same site… What did Fee see?

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