I don't suppose he knows, or maybe others have told him the same story. But Leonard and I have come a long way together. We both shared an infamous blue raincoat. Was it truly his or was it mine. It seems that we both went clear in the sixties. I wonder if he is still visiting the station waiting for Lily Marlene. Perhaps not.
I gave up. Maybe it was the wrong station or a missed train
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