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Hamid and I often hung out behind the school canteen during recess. He had mee rebus and cola. I had bread and water. Hamid was richer. He wore a watch and came to school by car. I cycled. Hamid's uniform was always tucked in, crisply starched. Just like his hair, which stayed in place even after PE. Tancho was the hair cream in '71.

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