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Jerome turned up for his shift by the ticket machine at Heuston Station and Mustafa, the security guard, was there already, using the top of the machine as a table from which to eat his breakfast of Centra croissant and Spar Americano. ‘How’s tricks, Mustafa?’ said Jerome, and toasted him with a bottle of Benylin. […] SourceWhat to read next: Cleaner | Cannonball! | Sugar Mummy