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I’ve received some bad news regarding the neck-sticking-out posture I developed on Saturday afternoon regarding my new flat and the selling of my current greasy pad. Essentially, the buyers mortgage broker has ‘disappeared’ chucking the whole fucking sale into jeopardy leaving me swimming in a lake of hot financial shit. Oh, business has dried up too, which is just great… excuse the short post, I need to call Dignitas.