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My stories

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Buy One Get One Free

The lather’s to die for – bubbles galore! Cost an arm and leg but sure as hell I’m worth it; Dolce Vita by Christian Dior.
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Black Lace and Burgundy

Catlike, her fingers stalk the keys; Für Elise from memory. Con espressione, indeed ...
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Some Other Spring

Best thing about this dump is the chestnut tree and the garden. House not up to much. Only what you’d expect of Army Barracks.

This One's for Me

Look out, Amy Whitehouse or whoever, here I come. (edit)

The Wolves of Wakepeke

Just a late attempt at the inspiration point:-) “Can you hear the white wolves crying?” said Maranga to Kalista. “I can only hear the river,” said the young boy to his sister.

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