"6ft1," says Jack, grinning. He reckons he's got four inches or so on Poison. He tugs Poison in by his hand, his arm looping around his waist again. There are stalls standing empty but Jack can't think that far ahead. "That a problem?"
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"6ft1," says Jack, grinning. He reckons he's got four inches or so on Poison. He tugs Poison in by his hand, his arm looping around his waist again. There are stalls standing empty but Jack can't think that far ahead. "That a problem?"