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Fly is well fly. A hard cracka to crack and the fruit of Janky's failed attempt at taking himself out of the gene pool with an extended time in North Devon.
If Janky can do it, Fly can do it better. Except drive-bys and being tall.
Fly will run with the Empire when Janky puts his tan leather crocodile boots up in front of Countdown in the local old-homes home.
However, lessons in hubris, aesthesia and jankery are lost on both Fly and Janky as they struggle for the meaning of such words.
Fly's view on life - "Dunno" but he has enough wisdom to know Madrid is a shithole.
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