This book continues to grip tighter than anything I've read for years. The Marley assassins prepare to do their thing. Thick with Old Testament imagery.
'Midway through the third line of coke I gone further than where thinking can take me. Dilllinger playing on a transistor radio, I didn't know the shack have a radio but coo deh, a radio and Dillinger 'Gonna lick the chalice inna Buckingham Palace and chase Mr Wallace. ' The railroad shack hot and stink with piss and ting.'
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