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| "Gordie, where are you?" |
ABI TITMUS runs into the street
looking for me, but she can relax 'cos
I've only nipped out to nab a newspaper
and a couple of cheese and onion pasties.
I'm heading straight back, Abi dear, so no
need to panic. (Women just find me
irresistible for some reason.)
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