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The episode is viewed from the comfort of sobriety
As I cling to distraction
And find myself yawning like a chimpanzee
Three hours earlier than early
The lay by is laid by a desolate car park
I'm stood beneath a sign that reads
"Development Opportunity"
And silence is for once quite disconcerting

Providence Street
Wakefield
WF1 3BG
6:59am
Watches tapped and nods exchanged
As fellow passengers gather in pairs
Peppered by us sorry individuals
No coach on the horizon
But plenty of patches sewn on jackets
Doc Martens
Dreadlocks
A hundred copies of the Socialist Worker
Flasks that only ever ferry "Fair Trade" cups of coffee
And a petition that they'll pester us to sign

She arrives in typically blasé fashion shortly after 7
4 minutes after we were due to leave
8 minutes before the coach actually arrived
And 21 minutes since my Dad dropped me off

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