if it had not been have been for the bloke smoking the tab outside the keelrow looking over at me at the bus station kiosk I and the blokes that hounded my friends previous I would have not have so cue up and on the ball for the height of the servalance I have encountered following.
The women who looked into my eyes as she got off a busand got into a waiting car!
The network rail team at the crossing watching my every move!
Then y am I under servalance?
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