A little.
Similar age.
Close enough to cause me great concern.
Better climb that mountain; cross that
valley, swim that sea.
I went swimming two days ago, I will again
tonight.
Then have a beer?
I met him in a pub; he was doing a magic
show and he made a full glass of wine appear from thin air.
Neat.
That’s what I told him; I said I had read
about the trick in one of my magic books but couldn’t believe it could be done.
It could.
There was a secret.
A secret!
Durex.
Really?
As truly as I stand here.
As he doesn’t.
I met him again later at a festival; he
knew Spikey Norman.
He knew Spikey Norman! NO ONE knows Spikey
Norman.
He did; he said he liked him.
That’s an honour.
It certainly was, he was by far a better
man than I.
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