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StoryPyromania mitzi4431 year 12 months ago
StoryBusmar Astral mitzi4474 years 6 months ago
StoryMixed Metaphors mitzi4404 years 7 months ago
StoryThe Dunces Hat mitzi4434 years 10 months ago
StoryOn The Naze mitzi4434 years 11 months ago
StoryThe Rabbit Farm mitzi4414 years 11 months ago
StoryThe Circumstances of Birth mitzi4415 years 4 weeks ago
StoryFor King and Country mitzi4445 years 1 month ago
StoryA Friend Indeed mitzi4495 years 1 month ago
StoryThe Kindness of Kasmir mitzi4425 years 1 month ago
StoryJarka mitzi4455 years 1 month ago
StoryPart 3: The Road from Kozolupy mitzi4435 years 1 month ago
StoryEvil in my Midst mitzi4455 years 1 month ago
StoryMy New Nemesis mitzi4485 years 2 months ago
Story276 Portobello Road mitzi4465 years 2 months ago
StoryTwo outings mitzi4415 years 2 months ago
StoryAdamov mitzi4435 years 2 months ago
StoryPart 4: A Remembrance of Things Past mitzi4435 years 2 months ago
StoryThat Morning fatboy74275 years 3 months ago
StoryPart 2: Changing at Nuremberg mitzi4455 years 3 months ago
StoryBorder Crossing mitzi4495 years 3 months ago

My stories

Cherry

Adamov

I remember this place so well.
Cherry

Part 4: A Remembrance of Things Past

Later that night and after I had been successfully stitched together, mum sobbed. “Josef, I want to go home”. She had had enough and she meant it.
Cherry

Part 3: The Road from Kozolupy

The road from Kozolupy to Město Touškov cuts between two flat-lying fields. It is about a mile long and one can see Touškov clearly in the distance. Wild cherry trees flank either side.
Cherry

Part 2: Changing at Nuremberg

Sulking and snorting like a great animal, a massive train stood waiting for us in the darkness.
Gold cherry

Border Crossing

I was the very first child through the "iron curtain", or so my father assured me, and I believe it to be the case.

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