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© Nicholas Vosper 2003 |
I took the long walk, a single sheet of paper in my hand, an illegible signature giving it more weight than you could imagine. I passed the desks and they gawped like peasants at the guillotine, there is revolution afoot. No, let us not romanticise this thing. It is simple economics take the money and run whilst you still can, volunteer before the compulsory blade lops off your head and removes all choice, pay off, and dignity, and it is all cut and dried. |