She could hear a Durex slipping on at fifty paces

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“They’re a lot of piss artists. Before this, to hear them talk, you’d have thought they were all fucking Prime Ministers. ‘I did this, I did the other, when I was on so and so’s firm, and with that I said ...’ All that fucking cobblers. But they’re a fucking joke. They don’t know how to handle fuck all. They’re just winding themselves for nothing. They’ve convinced themselves that they’re in control. There’s no reality to them any more. They’ve done too much bird. Even Walter’s acting like a fucking infant.”