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rogharogha awoke at dawn, it wasn't so much waking up as getting through trying to get to sleep in a completely strange place, hours of concentration and worrying about the clock, counting how many hours/minutes/seconds were left between if he passed out now and 6am when he had to get up
but here it was, 1/4 to 6, his beard was fucking itchy, the sun coming through the window was menacing heating him up and he was going to be out all day in the fucker
rogha makes a coffee, sits and sips it with a rolled cigarette, then heads off at 10 to so as to be there early and not be sitting round the house
there's something beautiful about being out and about at 6 in the morning, everyone is a companion, the light is a beautiful blue, it's a buzz which we have lost waking up early, the joy of knowing that most fuckers are snoring away and miss this perculiar part of reality, where everyone is still asleep and you are part of something
so being in a mental country and standing about at 6 in the morning in a thin jacket and thinking about how he would need to buy some new clothes was not in any way bad for rogha
shame he was going to fucking die in a couple of hours cos some scamming cunt couldn't be arsed to put batteries in his radio
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