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White Ink- Fiction- John Higgins

Yet another pretentious arsehole spouting off about aesthetic theories. What is he looking for? To see how long he can shitetalk before sand falls out from between my legs?
In some gaff. Four a.m. Fag ash falling all around. Burning into the carpet. Empty cans crushed. Stacked into teetering pyramids. Voices colliding. Fights starting. Techno blaring from the speakers in the kitchen. The beat ripples through the gaff. Waves carrying everyone up, up, up, then down, down, down, then up, up, up. Ge...


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