Fig. 4 – Intro, apropos
of Long John Dimmock
All airs and graces
were Long John Dimmock, dumbly clad in the grey double-breasted scabbed for
pence in the charity shop, lightly soiled with spilled food stains and worn
with unbranded training shoes of perfect white plastic; thought himself
educated from online diplomas, the certificates for which he printed on a near
inkless inkjet and stuck to the wall with masking tape, the black ink more
brown and at the edges almost invisible, the man Dimmock not superior nor
educated neither, only murderous and perverse and vile as was the wont of the
human.
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