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My girlfriend and I take the tube,

to inspect our new abode. It is

inordinately far, and she gets sore feet.

When we arrive, our first impression

is that the estate is incomplete.

Boxy houses with slag-heaps

of mixed concrete. Muddy gardens

newly turfed with grass.

It all looks like a battlefield,

but it is home. We turn into a brief

cul-de-sac where the houses seem

even tinier. We are turning the front

door key.

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