FIVE PAST MIDNIGHT
A woman shouting outside the flats:
you fucking fucking fucking wankers
open the fucking fucking door
you fucking fucking wankers
wankers open the fucking fucking door...
...come on arrest me you fucking fucking cowards
arrest me police and army you fucking fucking cowards...
...you cunts you fucking fucking cunts
kill me...
a man shouting:
shut up bitch, shut the fuck up
the woman:
I’m a bitch
I’m a fucking fucking bitch
the man:
go on fuck off
fucking go away you bitch
the woman:
kill me
piss off
piss fucking off...
...you’re black you’re black fuck off
you don’t know poverty...
...I’m white I’m fucking white
fuck off
you don’t know fucking poverty
fucking white poverty
you fucking fucking cunt
you don’t know white poverty...
4 Comments:
I heard you the first time
yes she was repetitive to be sure, seemed to go on for a long time, had a rhythm to it I wrote as I heard
I found it rather disturbing especially when the woman agreed she was a "bitch"
In my day, that sort of language would have been considered most unladylike.
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