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'I like hanging from the fence at the airport. Sometimes I grab the fence up high and just hang like a monkey and my feet don’t touch the ground. This feels good and I like how my back stretches but I have to hold on tight and the tips of my fingers turn white. For a few seconds I have white fellah’s fingers. White fellah fingers on a black fellah. Other times I spread my arms and legs wide and I cling to the fence like a big black spider same like the ones Aunty squashes in the kitchen. That’s me for a minute, a big black spider in footy shorts clinging to the airport fence like it’s my own steel spiders’ web. ...'
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