wraith
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I had some of my best debates on the door of a flat in Muirhouse back in the 80s. They were not scared to step into the lions den.
Probably the same old ladies in the early 90s on Scotland Street. Always seemed to catch me hung-over. Tried to be polite but after a while you run out of euphemisms for 'In the nicest way possible please fuck off and never come back.'