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My new wife is even more special than I could believe. Because of my situation, many women would leave. It doesn't bother my wife and that proves...

For you my dear, I think and fear Are a real bull-shitter. Your lies are weak, acrid they stink Stammering on the phone. When I called you out, you...

Mobile phone meanderings. Rough and almost ready.

Since Then By Paul McCann Tell me where have you been , its been so long it seems , where did you go, it’s so long ago since I saw you , since I...

Breakfast At The Grounds By Paul McCann In the grounds of Sydney City , the sounds of Jazz music is drowned out by the clatter of laughter and...

He was very factitious I thought he would explode His visions of work fictitious His secret about to implode His demeanour was nonchalant His bank...

Pontius, the Supreme Director of MIOST, has left his HQ to enjoy well deserved relaxation. He surveys the huge complex of MIOST from above, and considers his privilege to be driving his Flycar, long after they were banned for ordinary citizens. Set in the alternative futuristic world of Marta and Gallanol in the Modern Age.

She withdrew her hand quickly.

The killer, known within his professional circle as Mr. Slate, moved briskly westward along 7 th Street.