"Looking for business?" She mumbled out in-between shivering,
her tiny mini-skirt proving no defence against the harsh night air
on the pouring rain which drizzled constantly round the back of the
train station.
"I do French for a tenner" She carried on, saying what she did almost
like a shopping list, while huddling her arms tighter and tighter together.
"How old are you, love" I answered finally "Shouldn't you be at home -
studying for school or something?"
"This is my school" She answered.
Copyright @ Andy N 2003 - A piece for his band D.I.H and
appears in Issue One of "Angry Left Wing Mofo" (Thanks Connor!)
