Here is one that got away and lived to tell the tail from Karachi social club and Griffin hotel Wakefield Nick and Saint Mary’s hostel motorways and car-parks parks and toilets idle rich the unemployed from shit they sale from shit we buy from kids with no moms and moms with no kid from all dead meat and my dead friends from pubs and clubs from gutters and stars local tips and old slag heaps from badgers and owls wolves and swans here is a son of Yorkshire here is one that got away.
Red Riding Trilogy #3