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“I lit my last cigarette and said my little prayers. Clare, here’s one for you. Susan, here’s one for you. Jeanette, here’s one for you. Paula, they’re all for you. And the unborn. I sat there, singing along to The Little Drummer Boy, with those far off days, those days of grace, coming down. Waiting for the blue lights. Ninety miles an hour.” — David Peace
I lit my last cigarette and said my little prayers.
Clare, here’s one for you.
Susan, here’s one for you.
Jeanette, here’s one for you.
Paula, they’re all for you.
And the unborn.
I sat there, singing along to The Little Drummer Boy, with those far off days, those days of grace, coming down.
Waiting for the blue lights.
Ninety miles an hour.