Still slightly hungover, I rummaged amongst the foxed Penguins -
All around me were reefs of books -
There were leaning towers of Sci Fi, ziggurats of biographies -
Next door, the taxi drivers were ordering mega breakfasts -
Albanians drove past the book shop in dangerous BMWs -
I found what I was looking for -
Iron in the Soul -
December 2019
Southsea
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