The front steps tried to trample on me. Took advantage of the fog to waylay me.

((Not strictly accurate.))

Jamie Tyrone
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"But, Gawd, what things are they I'aven't done?
I've turned my 'and to most, an' turned it good,
In various situations round the world
For 'im that doth not work must surely die;
But that's no reason man should labour all
'Is life on one same shift -- life's none so long."

-Rudyard Kipling, 'Sestina of the Tramp-Royal'-

This is a fictional journal, yo.
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