Lauren Beukes - Zoo City, 14 (part 2) lyrics

"Sorry, Yeah, Guys This my friend I told you about?" Gio's tone is loaded with things left unsaid. "Zinzi December. We used to work together." Sleep Together. Take d** together. It was a simple relationship, really Piercing Girl scootches round to make space for us to sit on the plush velvet bank while Gio does the introductions- the Crème de la crème of musos in his immediate social circle, plus Paisley Shirt, better known as Henry. Dave is, as surmised, a news photographer for The Daily Truth, although he photographs gigs as well – mainly jazz, but he's done oppikoppi for years in a row, plus the occasional feature for lifestyle magazines on the side. Henry does social media at a below-the-lines agency, and a big part of his mandate is the music scene. Gio invited him specially. “He's the f*g to Songwez's hag.” he told me on the phone beforehand. “If anyone's going to have the dirt on your girl, it's Henry.” Piercing Girl is a hardcore music journalist when she's not being a mom to a two year-old she calls toddlesaurus. “Juliette writes for everyone,” Gio says. “All the local mags, as well as Billboard, Spin, Juke and Clash.” Piercing Girl/Juliette rolls her eyes in a pleased fake modesty, which I take to mean its all true. “And what do you now, Zinzi?” she asks sympathetically, learning forward, giving me the benefit of her full attention. It's only Three-quarters patronizing