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Post by Engelbert Humpalot on Oct 4, 2010 14:11:29 GMT
I passed him tonight a lonely man walking the night away.
I had a smile ready and my mouth chewed out: 'Fancy coming home for a coffee?' but he just stared at me looking through me.
So I walked on and said nothing to the only man I'd met on Hampstead Heath after midnight who didn't like coffee.
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Post by Stanley Brown on Nov 16, 2010 18:21:21 GMT
This smacks of perversion. Why not write about nice things instead of filth and perversity? Thankyou. Stanley.
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