T was in a blue mood , his open reflections on the isloation of his life floating like Jazz notes under a "pink moon
Saira ViolaTag: blues jazz melanchloy
Poncho was in a red mood slanging with rage and needed to cook himself out of it , while shoving handfuls of salted peanuts down his gullet and slurping ice cold Fanta
Saira ViolaMishaque was a stouty blend of Irish "shrek" mixed with crazy Jafakain, his front was car dealing.
Saira ViolaA Harvey Nicks chick with throwaway morals and a trustfund appetite.
Saira ViolaTag: satire post-modernism surreal
He was a boom boom shake the room " kind of guy
Saira ViolaTag: satire cool pop-culture
..... this isn't some LA country rock jam reminiscing on the pyschtotropic pot pansies of Haight Ashbury . This is the soot and smut of London mate !
Saira ViolaTag: crime contemporary-literature cult-fiction
Just a bullet a bag and a dream that's all I had now look at what I got
Saira ViolaTag: humanity social-realism topical
Kara knew je only recognised t and a on a string and he was nothing more than a sleazy pupeeter
Saira ViolaTag: satire crime-fiction
Kara didn't feel like a dial and go coke pusher but she was a supremely good hustler
Saira ViolaTag: street-cool-and-hip
Kara knew all he recognized was T and A on a string and he was nothing more than a sleazy puppeeter , so long as there were souls for sale he was ready to buy ..
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