The first person they send to hurt Jadey is this Nazi-boy so lanky he could’ve stayed in his cell and his long spaghetti arms could’ve reached around the whole Kotahitanga Block and touched me, hininin, just like Mr Tickle!
hinininMr Tickle has tattooed his fingers and arms in links to look like steel chainmail, and he has KRUSADER across his chest in fairy-tale letters, n****e to n****e. He puts on a helmet as he comes to kill me. His helmet is a hollowed-out pumpkin. There are orange threads dangling in his eyes.
He finds me when I’m all alone in the computer room, gaping at this old, heavy, blockish computer monitor with a curved screen. I’m looking up stuff about Thai boxing on CD-ROM. Turns out there’s heaps of kinds of, like, flavours of Thai boxing. Like Vietnamese Thai boxing, an
