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Bag of Weasels. Chapter 5.
"How shall we go? "How did you get here? "I came through the streets. A different route would be prudent under the circumstances. "We'll go back, Ralph decided, " by river.
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Fetch the Dog
It was a fetch. Of my dog. Fetch the dog. Not funny. If I explained to anyone, they'd say it was the heroin. "It's the heroin! They'd say. Like I was stupid.
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Bag of Weasels. Chapter 4.
I got yanked up and scraped over the low wall next to the towpath, spun round and put back on my feet, then looked up into the face of Ralph. "What the fuck do you want? he growled.
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Fridge Mountain
Nine-year old Junior Jones discovers the dump for the first time, and its crowning glory -the heap of discarded fridges etc
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Bag of Weasels. Chapter 3
Right about now I reckoned Ralph would be stamping out his mission-from-god, daily crowd clearing path up Richmond Hill, holding up his precious object like a piece of the true cross. London has its ways, and some of those ways - the less trodden, the hidden and meandering - are now mine: and so I weaved my own way down.
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