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| Type | Title | Author | Replies | Last updated |
|---|---|---|---|---|
| Story | Pyromania | mitzi44 | 3 | 1 year 10 months ago |
| Story | Busmar Astral | mitzi44 | 7 | 4 years 5 months ago |
| Story | Mixed Metaphors | mitzi44 | 0 | 4 years 5 months ago |
| Story | The Dunces Hat | mitzi44 | 3 | 4 years 8 months ago |
| Story | On The Naze | mitzi44 | 3 | 4 years 9 months ago |
| Story | The Rabbit Farm | mitzi44 | 1 | 4 years 9 months ago |
| Story | The Circumstances of Birth | mitzi44 | 1 | 4 years 11 months ago |
| Story | For King and Country | mitzi44 | 4 | 4 years 11 months ago |
| Story | A Friend Indeed | mitzi44 | 9 | 4 years 11 months ago |
| Story | The Kindness of Kasmir | mitzi44 | 2 | 4 years 11 months ago |
| Story | Jarka | mitzi44 | 5 | 4 years 11 months ago |
| Story | Part 3: The Road from Kozolupy | mitzi44 | 3 | 4 years 11 months ago |
| Story | Evil in my Midst | mitzi44 | 5 | 5 years 1 day ago |
| Story | My New Nemesis | mitzi44 | 8 | 5 years 3 days ago |
| Story | 276 Portobello Road | mitzi44 | 6 | 5 years 2 weeks ago |
| Story | Two outings | mitzi44 | 1 | 5 years 3 weeks ago |
| Story | Adamov | mitzi44 | 3 | 5 years 4 weeks ago |
| Story | Part 4: A Remembrance of Things Past | mitzi44 | 3 | 5 years 1 month ago |
| Story | That Morning | fatboy74 | 28 | 5 years 1 month ago |
| Story | Part 2: Changing at Nuremberg | mitzi44 | 5 | 5 years 1 month ago |
| Story | Border Crossing | mitzi44 | 9 | 5 years 1 month ago |
My stories
The Rabbit Farm
The whole thing couldn’t be driven by intellect or style or the wish for a better more comfortable life, simply because we were all too poor. Crime alone would be the driver.
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The Circumstances of Birth
At the furthest tip of Cornwall reaching out into The Channel and slightly towards the Atlantic, lies the rugged peninsular known as The Lizard. A...
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For King and Country
Valerie soon grew to adore her job and the wonderful camaraderie of the other girls at the end of the day. The freedom from home restrictions was blissful as were the plentiful cigarettes on offer, and there was not a bomb to be heard at night. Just the sighing of the trees and the snort of a New Forest pony.
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A Friend Indeed
The name of the game was quite simple – survival.
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Evil in my Midst
But, in the middle of this, a sort of long shadow cast its ugly darkness and it felt like there was a parting of biblical waves.
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