I got the call about 11am. I knew he was bad. We set off to Bath RUH. We were too late. His liver had failed. The strangest part was the speed of decline. It seems only a year ago we were squaring up for a figh. Only a few months ago his 'friends' failed to take him in to save his legs. As a young lad he was very anti smack. I never knew him back then but he was supposed to be a force to be reckoned with. He got two absesses on his legs. These progressed. Friday we were by his corpse. 40 yars old.
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