gazetta

The gazetta was the usual about ultra-violence and bank robberies and strikes and footballers making everybody paralytic with fright by threatening to not play next Saturday if they did not get higher wages, naughty malchickiwicks as they were.

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And on the second page of the gazetta there was a blurry like photograph of somebody who looked very familiar, and it turned out to be none other than me me me.

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But I had this sudden very strong idea that if I walked into the room next to this room where the fire was burning away and my hot dinner laid on the table, there I should find what I really wanted, and now it all tied up, that picture scissored out of the gazetta and meeting old Pete like that.

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I kupetted a gazetta, my idea being to get ready for plunging back into normal jeezny again by viddying what was ittying on in the world.

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It was an egg fried, that and no more, but I made toast and ate egg and toast and jam, smacking away at it while I read the gazetta.

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But they handed me starry bits of gazetta and made me wipe it, and then they made me make with the sawdust.

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My dad and mum sat like petrified, and I could viddy they had not yet read the gazetta, then I remembered that the ga - zetta did not arrive till papapa had gone off to his work.

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This gazetta I had seemed to be like a Govern - ment gazetta, for the only news that was on the front page was about the need for every veck to make sure he put the Government back in again on the next General Election, which seemed to be about two or three weeks off.

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Then he caught sight of an advert in the gazetta, which was on the table - a lovely smecking young ptitsa with her groodies hanging out to ad - vertise, my brothers, the Glories of the Jugoslav Beaches.

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These were standing at the gazetta stands all round the room, sniffling and belching and govoreeting to themselves and turning over the pages to read the news very sadly, or else they were sitting at the tables looking at the mags or pre - tending to, some of them asleep and one or two of them snoring real gromky.

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