The bleach had ruined it, with yellow-orange streaks invading the frizzy white that cascaded in wavy tendrils coated with greasy hairspray. At this time of day the priest would be at his apartments in Brewer Street, a short walk away from Golden Square which the building overlooked. Always as black and bitter as gall. I am Jonathan Wild.
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