I am not going to say it and I want to write down why, since nobody will read this and I have to put it somewhere.
He is thirty-four. He has a van and a brother in Swindon and a mother he still talks about in the present tense by accident. He has nine friends, and I know all of their names now, and he has seen four of them since August.
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