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The person I get a lift with didn't pitch up tonight. I tried to phone him, but he didn't answer. .
Well I had to get to work so I put my knapsack away, picked up my tonfa, locked vs and started walking. .
Remember that incident about a week ago? Remember that squatter camp I mentioned? Well I had to pass by that squatter camp again tonight. .
there was a couple on the path ahead of me, returning from a night out. Apart from that it was quiet, everything looked deserted as might be expected at midnight. .
Nonetheless, I kept my eyes peeled for anyone lurking in the shadows. It was quiet, no signs of life anywhere. An ambulanced passed.
"Ok!" the darkness said behind me! .
I glanced over my shoulder and there, off to the left, the lookout was reclining against a plastic construction barrier. .
A light flicked on across the road, silhouetting a group of ten to fifteen men. . They were busy reconnecting their cable to the pedestrian robot. .
A tingle began at the top of my head and crawled down my spine. The shadows receded as the world became brighter. .
Two meters further, and a passing Muslim stopped and offered me a lift, which I gladly accepted! .
It's a good think I'd evacuated my bowels before I left home. .

I was inspired to search for this video after visiting Shaunak's page. .

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Splinters scatter
hither and thither
the pieces collected
this one here
that one there
all reassembled
glue on the edges
holding together
the flaws are now evident
the weaknesses clear
the pane is repaired
though marred
criss-cross scored
return it to the furnace?
The furnace standing cold
the shattered pane
in one piece
marred
but whole again
rejoice

I heard that today's the annual wholesale slaughter of turkeys in America. .

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Hey, where is everyone today? I've been browsing around for hours and not one new comment. Is this just normal for cc thursday or is everyone just taking a night of today? Ok I know what you're going to say, 'get a life' but where? Those buggers at work are getting cheeky. I turned my back on them for a second and they light a dagga skyf. You expect that from the ATP's but I didn't expect it from sentenced prisoners. Right under my nose. I know they're not saint's but really, do they have to be so obvious?