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The King lives!
Honest! He got on my bus on Dalmarnock Road as I headed into the city centre. Everything was there: the quiff, the shades, the side burns, the open neck shirt with gold chain, the curly top lip, the big belt buckle and ooh! that swagger! But why would a man supposed to be in hiding give himself away like this? Because he's a cunning bastard! Who better to disguise himself as than the very last person anyone would ever expect him to disguise himself as. Sort of I am Spartacus! Unfortunately, this being a rainy Glasgow evening, The King didn't look 'All Shook Up' so much as, well, a bit bedraggled.
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