4: Prague Diary
We left the subway to even brighter sunshine. It was gorgeous.I like Mr Sun. I enjoy the way he touches me and gropes me seductively when Russ isn't looking.
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3: Prague Diary
Friday 13th Day Two.
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A Classroom Dream
A glance here A touch there Whispers aforesaid Notes exchanged Buzzing of gadgets Monotonous whizzing Keypads; touchscreens An electronic frenzy The poor woman Standing at the front
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The Prince, the Wizard, and the Quest for a Virgin
An insightful metaphor for the over-reaches of government.
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Wear my shoes
Wear my shoes P K Routray You accuse me that I am wicked, you accuse me that I am crooked. But please walk in my shoes, cover the path I have traveled with many issues.
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A Sucker Seduced - A Craven Danger Mystery
“Good mornin’!” said Betty Fletcher into the receiver. "Craven Danger, private detective. Betty speaking. How may I help ya.”
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Waste of time
Her body lifeless on the cold hard steel table; was naked under the harsh glaring light, but for a thin white cloth draped over the corpse of Jane Doe, victim case no. 22645 drive by hit and run.
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A tragedy of the worst kind
I don't like seeing mommy cry, so now I never cry infron of mommy anymore.Mother was doing the laundry, when she found a thick brown package under some of daddy’s dirty clothes.
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Animal (Chapter 4 - Part 2)
Barrow's hands close around the hanging chain. With a yank the bulb blazes to life and light floods the hallway. From the kitchen John emerges, his revolver already drawn. “Hello, Daniel.”
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