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StoryPyromania mitzi4431 year 4 months ago
StoryBusmar Astral mitzi4473 years 11 months ago
StoryMixed Metaphors mitzi4404 years 2 weeks ago
StoryThe Dunces Hat mitzi4434 years 3 months ago
StoryOn The Naze mitzi4434 years 3 months ago
StoryThe Rabbit Farm mitzi4414 years 4 months ago
StoryThe Circumstances of Birth mitzi4414 years 5 months ago
StoryFor King and Country mitzi4444 years 6 months ago
StoryA Friend Indeed mitzi4494 years 6 months ago
StoryThe Kindness of Kasmir mitzi4424 years 6 months ago
StoryJarka mitzi4454 years 6 months ago
StoryPart 3: The Road from Kozolupy mitzi4434 years 6 months ago
StoryEvil in my Midst mitzi4454 years 6 months ago
StoryMy New Nemesis mitzi4484 years 6 months ago
Story276 Portobello Road mitzi4464 years 7 months ago
StoryTwo outings mitzi4414 years 7 months ago
StoryAdamov mitzi4434 years 7 months ago
StoryPart 4: A Remembrance of Things Past mitzi4434 years 7 months ago
StoryThat Morning fatboy74284 years 8 months ago
StoryPart 2: Changing at Nuremberg mitzi4454 years 8 months ago
StoryBorder Crossing mitzi4494 years 8 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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