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Amoeba Dick

The descent from High Kingsdown into the Vale of Hinnom.

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At the very bottom of the miasma, the Bearpit. Knots of short men and women with prison pallor congregated here, mainly because of the proximity of the Magistrates’ Courts. Drinquers, junquies, craque-fumeurs. Wearing cotton/polyester mix stretch stuff, hoods up. Brand new very cheap trainers. There was here an amount of Quristian outreach with soup. Up steps and along pavement. More drunques. Stokes Croft, Spike Island, King Square, Jamaica Street: charity shops and a brace of stews and the homeless hostels hulking like workhouses. Further along towards Ninetree Hill, the hipsters had been moving in, and bars and cafés had established themselves. You encountered quite often in these places personages such as Timothy and Adrian the twinks, whether or not accompanied by their respective bears, Peter Astley and Rogers Boyes. Turn right at the lights, opposite Ninetree. Scoot down Ashley Road and immediately left down Picton Street. Ecce Montpelier. A little concrete precinct outside the store at the bottom of Picton, for the two or three connoisseurs of fortified cider who favoured Montypee for its air of louche poshness. More junquies loitered here also, customers of the pharmacy next door to the store, Lord Snatch oft-times among them, with his fair consort the poshtitute Lady Snatch, and betimes Boyde and St Just the hangers-on of Lord Snatch. Victorian terracing straggled up the hill on the other side of this gulch. Halfway up one of these streets a pub, the Fruit & Nut Flake, this being where I deepened my acquaintance with Mr Luvvertory. — Lord Snatch, The Bearpit, Drunques, Mr Luvvertory, Jamaica Street, Stokes Croft, The Fruit & Nut Flake, Spike Island, Ashley Road, Ninetree Hill, Junquies, Montpelier, Timothy, King Square, Adrian, Picton Street, Lady Kelly Snatch
- Everyone else are just the corporations’ sheeple. You should have like some of my ketamine, that’ll really open up your fuckin’ mind. You need to like wake up. — Ketamine

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