Phobic Nature

J Jan Oskar Hansen Jan Oskar Hansen
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Agoraphobia I lifted my glass of red wine, towards the lamplight as seeing it through a dreamy haze, what I saw was a dirty glass full of finger marks; couldn`t blame the barman since I was alone, and dreaming of being an actor. I was on stage once - a friend of mine was an actor- it was terrifying I forgot the lines "dinner is served, my lord." I saw my friend act in a movie, made in Portugal he was Lesley Howard and was perfect in his role. This is about agoraphobia which has blighted my life and has disappointed many by a promise to show up and not going, feign I got the date wrong. I told that too -tom Hardy who swore he could cure me hence my little role; Well, Tom died. My wife has gone to a party, and I`m looking after the cat, it does not know how famous I could have been.

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