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ko farang
A curious piece of rice am I From a different field, from a different hand Some people push me to the edge of the plate
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Flight Of The Flock
Meeting this group of people from Ardoyne was like getting caught up with the flight of a flock of wild geese .
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John’s Away On
Well there was nothing to keep him , so John went away on .
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Brian’s Away With The Birds
Like the flight of the wild geese another exile from Belfast must make a home away from home .
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Bravo Bernie
For some emigration is the only way to go .
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Impress Me With Your Cartwheels
A very drunken man has just left my bar. I accidentally gave him alcohol before I realised how drunk he was. He looked at me too intensely as if he'd forgotten himself. His mouth twitched like there were words inside that wanted to come out.
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No Scrub
Hopefully we won't see match girls on the street this Christmas
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A Day in the Lab
I don't know what I was expecting, but it wasn't this. "Those are bodies!" I choke out. Of course they're bodies, you asked to be here, stupid.
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GUNSMOKE REVISITED
GUNSMOKE REVISITED It's funny what things stick in your mind from childhood. The images lie undiscovered, like mementos in an old trunk, until someone or something triggers the mechanism that opens the trunk and sheds light on the old memories that have been stored there these many years.
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The Festival Hall ' Haven and Home
Memories Of two years Living On The Street in London A place without mercy or hope . A struggle to stay alive . A true story . http://www.lovethefestivalhall.org.uk/80_paul.htm
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