on my progress through london I made several children cry, loads of people back away, and one lady on the train actually crossed herself. I was rather proud. But then, my face was chalky-white with delayed shock and blood was running over my swollen top lip and down one corner, so that I appeared to be drooling blood. I also bought a strawberry split to ease the pain a bit, and the zombie eating an ice lolly effect thus effected was probably slightly grotesque.
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Topic: Gory glory on the dun run