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Just before Christmas, I went to visit the Prawn and dropped off a load of books for him. I wasn't sure if they'd really be his cup of tea, since I'm all about fantasy and he's all about gritty realism, but I figured being in jail is probably real enough for him, and anyway, if he dies without reading Skullduggery Pleasant or Johannes Cabal then he might not get into heaven.
So I was half expecting to have them politely returned with a request to look out for drug lords' memoirs next time I'm in Oxfam, but today I come home and there's a postcard:
"Do you think Johannes Cabal lieks mupkips?"
On balance, I think Johannes Cabal would deny lieking mupkips even if he secretly did, so I guess we'll never know.
Horst definately lieks them, though.
So I was half expecting to have them politely returned with a request to look out for drug lords' memoirs next time I'm in Oxfam, but today I come home and there's a postcard:
"Do you think Johannes Cabal lieks mupkips?"
On balance, I think Johannes Cabal would deny lieking mupkips even if he secretly did, so I guess we'll never know.
Horst definately lieks them, though.
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