February 26, 2008...10:26 pm
Spare Change?
This evening felt good. Really good. As if a huge weight had been lifted from my shoulders. When asked if I had any spare change outside Holborn Tube Station I answered as I have done for years with a simple “no”, but this time I wasn’t lying!
Come to think of it, I am not exactly sure what ’spare’ change looks like, or if it even exists. It is like that mythical, unspoilt ’spare cigarette’ that, to my knowledge, no-one ever throws away anymore. Maybe I haven’t been lying all along, maybe I have been beating myself up with no reason for all these years.
East London, where the tramps are the undoubtedly amongst the richest of folk, will need to invest in some wireless PDQ card machines if they still want to hassle me every day. However, until Bagel Bake start to accept cards and I can once again enjoy the delights of Salt Beef Bagels and soup at 3AM, I blissfully avoid the hardcore Beggars of Brick Lane.
Splendid.
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February 26, 2008 at 10:34 pm
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Allen Taylor
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