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| Collection | opium for the people | josiedog | 0 | 10 years 8 months ago |
| Collection | Stuff and nonsense. | josiedog | 0 | 10 years 8 months ago |
| Collection | Bag of Weasels | josiedog | 0 | 10 years 8 months ago |
| Story | Witness | josiedog | 0 | 10 years 10 months ago |
| Story | Weasel's Return (A weasel excerpt). | josiedog | 0 | 10 years 10 months ago |
| Story | When my dog died. | josiedog | 0 | 10 years 10 months ago |
| Story | Open Letter | josiedog | 4 | 10 years 10 months ago |
| Story | Michael | josiedog | 0 | 10 years 10 months ago |
| Story | morgue | josiedog | 0 | 10 years 10 months ago |
| Story | Ten Dead Girls | josiedog | 0 | 10 years 10 months ago |
| Story | Necklace. | josiedog | 0 | 10 years 10 months ago |
| Story | The Pigs are Back. | josiedog | 0 | 10 years 10 months ago |
| Story | opium for the people | josiedog | 0 | 10 years 10 months ago |
| Story | Serious Trouble | josiedog | 0 | 10 years 10 months ago |
| Story | This was all fields once. | josiedog | 0 | 10 years 10 months ago |
| Story | Medical Gothic (A Weasel Excerpt). | josiedog | 0 | 10 years 10 months ago |
| Story | Penguin | josiedog | 0 | 10 years 10 months ago |
| Story | No Sleep for Weasel | josiedog | 0 | 10 years 10 months ago |
| Story | Snoutstealer | josiedog | 0 | 10 years 10 months ago |
| Story | Last Day of the Reich | josiedog | 0 | 10 years 10 months ago |
| Story | Hounslow of the Dead | josiedog | 0 | 10 years 10 months ago |
| Story | horus | josiedog | 0 | 10 years 10 months ago |
| Story | Hopping Thing | josiedog | 0 | 10 years 10 months ago |
| Story | Hole in the ground. | josiedog | 0 | 10 years 10 months ago |
| Story | Feathery Find | josiedog | 0 | 10 years 10 months ago |
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Bag of Weasels. Chapter 27.
This piece of town gave its age away by its twisty-turny street lines, and although their reason was long-forgotten I could smell the old below, and Flea employed the twisty-turns to keep us weaving through and in.
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A Weasel in the North. (A Weasel Excerpt).
I walked away from that house doing the crowd-clearing march of the not-right, but I ran out of steam around the first corner.
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horus
This was before there were guns in the temples, when you could wander freely up and down the Nile, get off the well-trodden and into the local. When it was still the land of the pharaohs. The land of the pyramids. The land of sand in your jap's eye; an itch you couldn't scratch.
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Bag of Weasels. Chapter 26
The windows rattled in their frames and clouds slid over the moon.
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