Porno by Porno (mobi)

Author:Porno (mobi)
Format: mobi
Publisher: Random House
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

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Leith Will Never Die

Saturday morning, man, n Ali’s still asleep so ah heads up tae the library. Ah’ve been better wi the collies cause ah’m right intae this book, but it still isnae lookin that good, wi me n hur, likes. Ah’m sure somebody’s been pittin poison in hur ear. Dinnae ken whether it’s her sis or, mair likely, Sick Boy, wi hur workin at that pub now. That sneaky cat jist used ays tae work that scam wi Cousin Dode. Didnae want tae ken eftir that. At least ehs no blabbed tae Franco about Renton’s cash but, and probably willnae now cause we’ve goat stuff oan each other.

At least huvin nae mates hus pure geid ays the chance tae git oan wi ma Leith book. Saturday’s a bad day for temptation, wi loads ay cats n drugs around the streets, so ah gits up toon n heads tae the Edinburgh Rooms. That microfiche stuff is weird. Aw that info, aw that history, even if it’s selectively written by the top cats tae tell their tales, on one roll ay film. But ah reckon thit thir’s other stories thit kin be teased oot.

Leith, 1926, the General Strike. Ye read aw that n what they aw said then, n ye pure see what the Labour Party used tae believe in. Freedom for the ordinary cat. Now it’s like ‘get the Tories oot’ or ‘keep the Tories oot’, which is jist a nice way ay sayin ‘keep us in, man, keep us in, cause we like it here’. Ah takes tons ay notes but, n the time jist whizzes past.

When ah gits back doon the road tae the Port, something’s up. Ah bounces intae the flat wi ma notes, aw fill ay cheer. Andy’s goat ehs Cabs-away strip oan, and then ah look at Ali, standin thair wi a couple ay bags packed. N aye, it looks like thir playin away awright. — Whaire ye been? she asks.

— Eh, ah wis jist up the library likes, man, this history ay Leith book, research, ken?

She looks at me like she doesnae believe me and ah want tae sit her doon n likesay pure show her the stuff, but her face is aw sortay strained n guilty. — We’re gaun tae ma sister’s. Things have been . . . she looks ower at Andy who’s got a plastic Luke Skywalker battering a Darth Vader, n she droaps her voice — . . . you know what I’m saying, Danny. Ah wis gaunnae leave ye a note. Ah jist need a bit ay space tae think.

Aw naw, naw, naw, naw, naw. — For how long likes? How long?

— Ah dunno. A few days, she shrugs, takin a drag oan a ciggy. She usually never smokes aroond Andy. She’s goat big hooped gold earrings oan n a white jaykit n she looks so good, man, jist so good.

— Ah’ve no been huvin nowt, ah tell her. — Thir’s nowt in muh pockits, ah say, makin a show ay turning them oot.

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