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Find that lost chime . Then I went back , ears pricked to pick up the slightest sound , and as soon as I heard the sound again I made a chalk mark across the street . Stop . Turn round . Lose the found chime .
Find that lost chime . Then I went back , ears pricked to pick up the slightest sound , and as soon as I heard the sound again I made a chalk mark across the street . Stop . Turn round . Lose the found chime .
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It wasn't Whitechapel as a political constituency that he lost ; it was Whitechapel as a living memorial to his past triumphs . But , over the years , the incident was forgotten ; and today The Kid is still spoken of with affection .
It wasn't Whitechapel as a political constituency that he lost ; it was Whitechapel as a living memorial to his past triumphs . But , over the years , the incident was forgotten ; and today The Kid is still spoken of with affection .
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Time that's lost , we had sung at school , may all retrieve . Balls . Time that's lost is down the drain , fini , caput , gone , gone , gone . The scientists say nothing is ever destroyed . I don't know about that .
Time that's lost , we had sung at school , may all retrieve . Balls . Time that's lost is down the drain , fini , caput , gone , gone , gone . The scientists say nothing is ever destroyed . I don't know about that .
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Inhoudsopgave
Prologue | 9 |
When I was a Child II | 11 |
Boyhood in the Buildings | 16 |
Copyright | |
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