Clocked, timed and known II
Who was she? He couldn't remember. He wasn't sure of anything, only that he had met someone, a woman. What was she trying to tell him? He wondered about her.
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Espresso
A frustrated giant lies in an anonymous room in West London...
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THE CHOSEN ONES ( PART TWO )
The child knew she was doing wrong, but couldn't resist the fine herbs.
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Grass
There is grass between my bare toes, there is heat on the back of my neck, and your sweaty hand is resting in my sweaty hand, but neither of us let go. That is all, nothing is spectacular.
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THE CHOSEN ONES ( PART ONE )
Another part of the introduction to the story.
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CENSUS. Page 32. IP.
'Figments of the imagination or FIGS for short'
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Bill and the UFO3
Nothing much happens again.
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Girl with the Gypsy Earring
She deseeds juicy, plum tomatoes...
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Tremble.
Death is at your door, Knocking; just knocking. A question forms a glitter in your pupil, Reverberating in the air as excited swarms of insects. As the floor is eaten beneath the wheels
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