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Storya return to the house of death (10) culturehero09 years 4 months ago
Storya return to the house of death (9) culturehero09 years 4 months ago
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Storya return to the house of death (7) culturehero09 years 4 months ago
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Storya return to the house of death (5) culturehero09 years 4 months ago
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Storya return to the house of death (1) culturehero29 years 4 months ago
Storya return to the house of death (2) culturehero09 years 4 months ago
Storyonce five hit culturehero09 years 4 months ago
Storyaccess please is by boat only (fragment) culturehero19 years 4 months ago
Storya summery summary culturehero29 years 5 months ago
StoryLord of flies Stephen Thom269 years 5 months ago
Storyquite a woman culturehero09 years 5 months ago
Storythe symbols of non-christmas culturehero09 years 5 months ago
Storythe hirsute gentleman culturehero09 years 5 months ago
Storythink of england culturehero19 years 5 months ago
Storythe anatomically correct penis culturehero99 years 5 months ago
Storythe fruiterer (fragment) culturehero09 years 5 months ago
Storythe all-time great prank culturehero09 years 5 months ago
Storyyour father culturehero19 years 5 months ago
Storyinto the grey afternoon culturehero59 years 5 months ago
Storythe shared park culturehero69 years 5 months ago
Storyplease listen, it's over culturehero29 years 5 months ago

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bibliophile kid (excerpt) - "lunch"

I took lunch to the lakeside to relish what little sun there was. Though it was high summer the cloud was thick and the lake had risen far above the...
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bibliophile kid (excerpt) - "a journey south"

I journeyed south for a day or two to meet with an agent friend – of course I use the term lightly; agents have few friends, I even fewer – I...
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reflections and miscellany

When I was 18 my friends and I garnered some local notoriety for destroying a wooden bench in a churchyard for firewood. We were sleeping outside in...

remembering insults

There was this one kid, year older than me, I called Bother Cheeks, shouted victoriously across the playground, myself a fat swine in school-crested...
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bibliophile kid (excerpt) - "very pink skin"

A few months after the incident at the house party I passed the partner of the poet in the supermarket. He was looking at multipacks of matches and...
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