the border control never bothered checking the whole bag check through all the pockets take everything out and flatten it i was too much there i looked too unlikely it felt like so much of a waste of time there was sympathy in my eyes who wants to be working for the man i silently suffered the inconvenience that this would go nowhere but to take time out of my day make me wait slow me down my pace was all to quick back it up i could have broken something a freewheeling pests blowing in the wind pretending not to be otherwise than what we let into the country a simple in and out affair i left a lot of stuff here pick it up and move on eastward just wanted to pop across the pond like so many before me have a gander and if it didn't stick come on back over
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