You sit at a table in a cozy public house in a small Australian village. The man sitting at the table with you flashes a cheeky grin. Oi, the name’s Dawkins; Jack Dawkins! Y’know, when I were a lad, I were the most skilled pitpocket you could’ve ever ‘oped t’ meet! “The Artful Dodger” they called me! He holds up your wallet to prove his point. Your hand darts to your pocket and he bursts into laughter.
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