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drove 8.5hrs on a 340 miles roundtrip fuelled by coffee and redbull: dropping z at his new uni digs
his bedroom wardrobe disintegrated on opening the door and his shelves were about to fall off the wall: held to it with a couple of rusty screws, just loose in holes in the mouldy brickwork
took me RIGHT back to how i started out: in a shared house shitter in Brent Cross, with construction students at my poly, who i'd met in halls: Dave, rob and Steve
i said to z 'it'll make you work harder: so you dont have to live in a shit bin like this forever'