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Issue No. 1

Old Ma Zoke

She don't drink water.  She like rum.  She like rum like paddy like cider. Heheee.  She an old mad ting.  She sit so long in da sun, she turning to ledda.  Let me see what she do, if me throw a boot in her face.  No, da gal don't move.   Da gal don't move.

What she dream of?  Heh?  What she lose?  Look here.  She done and got some shoes on her feet.  Look at dat.  Look at dem shiny shoes.  Where she get shiny shoes?

She is damn near lazy. Should be on dem fields.  C'mon now Zoke.  Damn, she don't move.  What she wanna bake here for?

Dear Lord.  Don’t be touching her. Don't you touch her.  She…she be shot. She be shot in the back.  Dear Lord.

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