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The friend that was
Ozzie (His favourite saying was 'Money talks, Bullshit walks)
My friend
Trapped twixt two worlds.
Cypriot Village life
East London.
Honest, open direct
Loud, profane.
F and Bs punctuated by
Random spitting of phlegm.
A gentleman
Not confident.
Nor educated
Not intelligent he says.
Speaks three languages
Fluently.
Generous to a fault
What you see is what you get.
Ov...
Sunday 1st December 2013 1:23 pm
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