Petit Homage to a Privateer Velorurtion (You Will Never Walk Alone)

Simera kapoios skatoshylompastrtos gios tis poutanas ekopsen tin kleidonian tou podilatou mou jai eklepsen mou, stin pio polytimi stigmi, to pleon polytimo mou tairi. GAMW TIN RATSAN TOU JAI JAME POU EN NA TON KOPSW EN NA TON MASHEROSW OSPOU NA PETHANEI! Ma xerw pws mallon gai panta ehas to Genesis O1 Ridgeback mou, pou eskwtothika mazi tou, epirwsa mazi tou, eipia jai efaa mazi tou, to teras - my monster pou persi to kalojairi epienamen mazi pou to South Bank stin New Division jai pou to French House sta Kala Kathoumena, pou me tin pou fanella i to rige poukamiso ediashizamen patimenoi tous dromou mprosta apo cowboys tis asfaltou jai dipla apo couriers me joints. Jai 4 meres prin na epistrepsw ston Kypro, me to podilato, me shedia gia fanelles-praxeis stous dromous tis Hwras, to podilato mou tha poulithei klemeno misotimis jai efkairia mallon se kapoio kolopaido pou to Shoreditch i to Bethnal Green pou kathe 3 lexeis pou ftynei- dioti den arthrwnei- i mia en 'cool' jai kathe 10 i 11i en 'Dig you'. Ston Vilo mou! Ston Velo mou! To podilato mou - to podilato pou emoirastika pastis, krasi, whiskey, psaria, drwma, ladia, aima, vivlia, mpolika vivlia, pswnia kai metamesonuhties ypergies varkades sto Westminister, sto Waterloo, ston Taktakala jai sto Metohi tou Kykou- having departed -dioti hwris ton kavalari tou den noite kavalimeno podilato - kai o defteros idioktitis einai afto: defteros, ftero ston anemo pou palevei na symfiliwthei me to genetisiourgo velo, kai etsi, palestis anagkastika paremenei hristis kai pote erastis tou astikou kai proastikou thavmatos tis velorution; diladi podilato en synousia ginwmeno, en mesw parts pantote more than one (kai ohi omws lees than one -defteros etymologika analymenos)- ehei anahwrisei, ws idi mnimosyno (mnimo+no), kratwntas endomyha ta hnaria tis lithografias mias zwis - i 11 minwn, adiaforo- pros tin stilvwn anaptyxi twn podilatwn, pros ton parakeimeno, ton ypersynteliko tis knimis, tin Velorution, tin Podiloana(s)tasi.


Having never been good in farewelss, not me, not myself really, proslamvanw moirofores na se katevwdosoun ka na sou poun kales gyres sta londina. If I had more time, trust me, I would have searched for you. I need to go now...before the eyes spasmodically wet the lids and the throat, no less, stiff, as the lips, utter a 'never mind', a 'fuck you', a 'fare (thee) well'...

So, Hatless, I take off my clips (Larkin)