Walking home with brother Dawson

[placidlyplump]

When i was much smaller. Both vertically and horizontally. We lived next to some very mixed race people. They had flavours of chorizo, fish, turmeric and red hot chilly. I still come over all silly with feeling of inexplicable tenderness when i see a long, lanky white haired frame similar to that of the patriarch of that family. This man must have

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brother dawson
used to yell at the top of his lungs at least thrice while shuffling home after visiting Paes Mansions. I once saw him do it. Scary man.

[fus]

I will be seeing you soon

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who is seeing whom, you incoherent man?