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Cherry

Two Ways to Win [1 of 2]

Penrose donned his armor, the polished metal sparkling in the early morning. After a night of lost sleep and sore elbows, it had better be sparkling...

6.2 Guesthouse

Sophie grabbed a pair of sunglasses and a digital camera. Threw a towel over her shoulders and got out to the terrace. A wooden deck with a plastic...
Cherry

The End of the Pier

No, no! You sit there. I’ve got everything ready. Tea ok for you? Earl Grey with lemon? I could make coffee if you prefer? Tea is so English isn’t it...
Cherry

Love story

My wee girlfriend had no neck, no shoulders, no breasts and untamed gorgon hair. Ali wasn’t really my girlfriend but lived beside me. She flicked her...

6.1 Guesthouse

My door was fitted with a full sheet of textured glass. I could see light outside and make out shapes in a blur. Tuesday afternoon, I sat on my bed...

5.2 In The Storm

I could tell by the sound of the key turning and unlocking the doors, which door from the two wings was opened while I sat in my kitchen-office...

Life’s Journey

You have travelled far, searched long and have at last found that which you were seeking. Sit here, sit close, I have much to impart. You must listen...

5.1 In The Storm

It rained into the second half of November with scattered showers and unpredictable. I climbed the rooftop on an attempt even more pathetic. I...

Funeral Director Sketch

The Funeral director is dressed as a waiter from a French restaurant sketch (see the French Restaurant Sketch) FD: Monsieur, Madam, welcome to chez...
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