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Surprised I haven’t gone deaf from it-” The elder Beatle flopped onto the suite’s sofa, legs over the armrests at awkward angles. 

“What I don’t understand is these sport stadiums, right. It was meant for throwin’ a ball around fer three hours, not for shows and things. I don’t get why the Americans keep havin’ us play at ‘em, you know- y’don’t see us puttin their acts on th’ Aigburth.” 

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                               “ MM, ”    Paul hums in agreement, eyes wandering listlessly as the exhaustion sets into his bones. He stands from his seated position, fingers navigate towards the buttons on his shirt, stained with sweat.   Not t ’ mention th ’ bloody runners, y ’ know, ”  he let out a soft sound of both surprise  &  amusement.  Gotta give ‘em credit, though, y ’ know, willin’ t ’ get tackled t’ ‘ he  bloody ground by some meter maid just fer their chance at gettin’ their hands on a BEATLE, heh … ’s encouraging  &  just a bit daft. An’ by daft … I mean completely insane.