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My streetA deserted ghost–street sprinkled with broken alcohol bottles and used cigarette butts. A ticking bomb screeched around the corner, leaving burnt rubber and exhaust in it’s’ wake. My ears perked at a neighbour’s radio which was blasting the latest trend of girl bands. It was probably Mr Wilson making his famous chillies and chutneys. Awful stuff, in my opinion, which would clog up our fridge and would only be brought out for my father’s dinner. My nose and stomach withered at the thought.My street
Stubby fingers with no fingernails cascaded ungracefully from my lap onto the pavement. White scratch marks materialised where flesh and paveme
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