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The Interview
Turn around, and see your past, Gaze upon your twists and turns. Things you once thought would last, Like scars from cuts or scolds or burns. The...
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The Young Prizefighter, Pt. 2
There were no proper changing rooms in the venue. Only a sectioned off part of the club was for the fighters to psyche themselves up and to change...
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The Young Prizefighter, Pt.1
“Break!” shouted the ref as he tried to pull them apart. While Tom did oblige, holding one gloved hand to show he was not engaging, his opponent...
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The Net Caster (Part Ten)
The silver dust coated my skin and lips. A haz-bomb. What contaminants was I taking in through my lungs, my skin, the water I drank?
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The Net Caster (Part Nine)
Finally, I could start casting a net for Hamish Mansoorian. But the results were impossible.
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A Taste Of
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A Taste Of Was I worried? Not yet, maybe if pushed. I still had faith. The research was sound. Location, what estate agents call up and coming,...
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Lost Valentines: A sonnet is not a synonym for I love you.
So vexing when you smile and turn away, Like faith hanging from my bedroom ceiling, So close but I’m unsure if it will stay, Me, an old toy, wound up...
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The Net Caster (Part Eight)
I began to shake. The room rippled round me and the options of weeping or going to sleep vied for my attention. Was I a murderer, or just a thief?
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The Fathom
"Why do you have to judge that way? Its not like everyone is bad." said Emily. "well", Casie started feeling thrilled and look seriously towards...
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RB
The night was cold as she walked out of the dorm. Each step proved more difficult than the last. The car wasn’t far, but it seemed like it took her...
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