A lost weekend, a vanished village and a hotel that isn't there, all unexplained

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The next morning, I got up at nine o' clock and was heading out the door by ten.

Thousands of middle class wannabe neurotics and gullible GP’s prescribed the drug by the millions, spawning the culture of Elizabeth Wurtzel's “Prozac Nation”

I made my way downstairs to the ‘Breakfast Suite’ to enjoy a meal of rank sausages -eggs that looked like they had been burnt in a sacrificial rite and some cardboard cleverly disguised as bacon.

I recently was diagnosed with a chronic pain and fatigue stress disorder and was admitted to QE Hospital in Rotoura which specialises in rheumatic, arthritic conditions, and other chronic muscle and j

Near the city limits, amongst the sequestered grot of the Plague District, Tetradaemon Hetchel Plantagenet Parish dropped his shoulder and rugby tackled a children’s hospital.

Last night I had that dream again...