Originally posted by Stephen
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He agreed to buy me the instrument if I promised faithfully I'd never busk anywhere ever again, especially the underpass near his office, singing full pelt and timed to make sure he was on his way through with colleagues. He chucked a few coins in my plate, winked and walked on as though he didn't know me ...... then collared me at home and we made a deal, which had been exactly my intention.
Pol


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