I was one of us, at ease, so long as I passed / my voice into theirs — I didn't bud-bud ding-ding / on myself for dropping the asylum side to sign up / for the bigger picture. I wasn't Black or Latin or managed / by a turbaned ghost.
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Our driver was a Pakistani and every time we set off after a stop, Harry couldn't resist tilting his head and saying loud and fast and with a slight accent, 'Bud bud ding ding!' within earshot of the other passengers and indeed the driver.
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