Jack Vettriano Dance Me To The End Of Love

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door closed behind her.
'She was snapping her fingers as she went out, just like you said,' said Ponder.
'Wasn't the only thing that's snapped,' said Ridcully, still shuddering.
'Did you look at her shoes?'
'I think my eyes shut themselves protectively about there.'
'If it's really alive,' said said Jimbo critically. 'It's a bit like it, but it isn‑ it ain't it.'
Jimbo was Crash's best friend and wished he was one of the people.
'It's good enough to start with,' said Crash. 'So you and Noddy, you two get guitars. And Scum, you . . . you can play the drums.'Ponder, 'then it's very contagious.'This scene took place in Crash's father's coach‑house, but it was an echo of a scene evolving all around the city.Crash hadn't been christened Crash. He was the son of a rich dealer in hay and feedstuffs, but he despised his father for being dead from the neck up, totally concerned with material things, unimaginative and also for paying him a ridiculous three dollars a week allowance.Crash's father had left his horses in the coach‑house. At the moment they were both trying to squeeze into one corner, having tried fruitlessly to kick a hole in the walls.'I reckon I nearly had it that time,' said Crash, as hay dust poured down from the roof and woodworm hurried off to find a better home.'It isn't‑ I mean, it ain't like the sound we heard in the Drum,'