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About Kingston

But it’s tricky, precious, so tricky! Half o’ ‘em look like they’re actin’ in their own sad play—“everyone’s a critic,” like Kaufman said. I’m thinkin’, shit, am I the audience or the bloody fool here? Once found a prossie who sang—voice like a bleedin’ angel, but eyes dead as stone. Broke me heart, that. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’d claw the moon down fer her, I would! Still, most times it’s just hagglin’—ten quid, twenty, whatever scraps I got. “The play’s the thing,” I hiss, cos it’s all a game, innit?

Lost in Translation

But then, I got a call from my boss. He’s like, “We need to talk about your last report.” My heart dropped. I’m thinking, “Oh no, what did I mess up?” Turns out, he just wanted to praise me for my work. Phew! I was ready to throw my phone out the window!

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