Everything and nothing to do with Tottenham Hotspur FC - the adventures of Platinum Season Ticket Holder/North London Ne'er-do-well 'The Lust Doctor'.
Sunday, April 20, 2008
Free the Hawk Moth
Lust Doctor Memories 2: The bar is absolutely rammed, jam-packed with unofficial alcoholics and prettyish girls with not enough money to buy drinks (or so they say). One lass told me her male friends don’t ever let her put her hand in her pocket. I just smiled at her and said, ‘Try’. At home these girls delicate purses are filled with pristine notes and disorientated moths struggling for air, the Queen’s face the last thing they see before they black out, breathlessly, into the abyss.
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