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Well was a Tuesday and we were on the train after all. Who else was gonna entertain the people getting on later, for work I presume, at 8am (or T+one crate as we called it) with pithy remarks on the news of the day?
Playing pontoon....
"Twist"
"You've got eh....32 now..."
"Fucking yes I win!"
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If you can read this, I'm seriously fucking bored.
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