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He was seven and I was six, my Brendon Gallacher.He was Irish and I was Scottish, my Brendon Gallacher.His father was in prison; he was a cat burglar.
I like to stay upand listenwhen big people talkingjumbie stories
I does feelso tingly and excitedinside me
I wanna be a star.I wanna go far.I wanna drive around in a big red car.I said yeah yeah yeahI wanna be a star.
Let me do it, let me do itLet me blow up the balloonLet me do it, let me do itLet me go to the moon
After the fiftieth insult -
the school bag down the toilet, the stifled
giggle-whisper that hung like a smear on the air -
she suddenly saw