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An Innopportune Meltemi.

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Lord Snatch, piercing at last the meniscus, penetrating the gossamer-thin and slightly brittle film. A dusted glaze, from which rainbow refracted. Veined eyelid from within observed. He, somnambulist, surfaced into shared experience: staggering, as through Tophet or Tartarus, along Bedminster Parade, towards the river as to the Styx or Acheron. Locals with about them the foetid air of Tolkien characters on bad acid. Several vey vey dirty dwarves and unseemly goblins, randomly distributed, skulked, … er … squatting and crouching, in doorways. The mouthing of guttural, proto-Germanic, plosive and disgusting, phrase. A brace of utterly crazed pensioners sweating in chthonic black leather, heads crowned with immense Mohican coxcombs, leant upon their zimmer frames and cackled at the pitiless sun. Lord Snatch, bare of leg and with upper half as yet encased in houyhnhnm head, passed through this milieu as entirely unremarkable. — Houyhnhnm head, Lord Snatch, Bedminster Parade
Stokes Croft shall gather all his own unto his bosom, who in debasement evermore shall dwell, exulting in their own depravity. No diff’rent oneself, goin’ about in these awful bloody gangrenous rags, with these bohemian pr’pensities with which one for reasons opaque saddles oneself. One has gorn as stale as the street. Feel rotten most of the time. And yet! And yet! It is one’s spiritual home. Inexorably drawn in t’eventual merger with the Filth Noumenon, the Squalor Form. The Cuntsayers Essence. Part of the spavined furniture of the place. Dasein. — Stokes Croft, Dasein
The Lexus steered with quiet aplomb by Mr Jagtar Singh nosed along Clarence Road, there being ensconced in the back thereof Sir Hearty Luncheon, this late afternoon tebly enervated and utterly overborne by cant. This hour found him in company with his brother knight Sir Gerald Inhali, who in contrast to his vehicular host manifested a somewhat nauseating good cheer. — Sir Gerald Inhali, Clarence Road, Sir Hearty Luncheon, Mr Jagtar Singh

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