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Frankenplot: Dark is the light.
The wind tried to bury him. Hunted and haunted him, but the desert silence was the food and drink he needed. If he hadn’t been so tired. Squinted and...
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Lost
When the worst has happened, how do we find our best? When the rest just drifted away— screamshot: days and nights of false-flag bar fights, keeping...
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The Way We Heard: Sam Fender & Olivia Dean – “Rein Me In” (2026)
A sound from the nave broke the spell. A cough. The squeak of a pew? The church leaned into the land. The wooden door creaked on hinges older than he...
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morphosis too
She found the perfect hiding place. You listened. A summer’s day warmth in the smell of rotting food from the bins and the circling seagulls cries...
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metamorphosis
She found the perfect hiding place. Not behind the straggle of different coloured bins pushed up against fences, some painted, some not. Nor behind...
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Hi Jenny, I'm getting
Posted on Sat, 20 Jun 2026
Hi Jenny, I'm getting immunotherapy. My dad died in six weeks. But that was thirty years ago. It was pretty much palliative care then. New treatments offer much better odds. The NHS and Macmillan nurses are great and the nurse to staff ratio is...
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I wondered about where and
Posted on Fri, 14 Aug 2026
I wondered about where and what you were? A baby? I thought the blades were ripping apart an old temenent). It was worse that that: A Turlough? I don't think bonds is the right word for winning. It would have been the pools and Viv Nicholson...
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It saddens me to hear
Posted on Thu, 09 Jul 2026
It saddens me to hear refugees used as bait for the baiting of evil, small-minded morons. Trump, Farage, Mosley, Hitler. A fag paper of difference between them.
Read full commentPosted in Misplaced Person Seeks Pomegranates
glaze (or gaze) both work
Posted on Wed, 15 Apr 2026
glaze (or gaze) both work equally? But some are more equal than others. I suspect we give are the suspects we get. Brain rot has a lot to answer for. I'm not really English. More alienish.
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This is exactly the right
Posted on Mon, 30 Mar 2026
This is exactly the right size and shape. I wonder what new doors it will open and by whom?
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I pride myself on being able
Posted on Mon, 16 Mar 2026
I pride myself on being able to mss the most obvious clues. But unfunnily enough, I do know a Snodgrass. I'll go first and leave the solving to better sleuths.
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ah, superpowers. I'd love one
Posted on Sun, 08 Sep 2024
ah, superpowers. I'd love one, but the price is too high.
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I used to get hot flushes
Posted on Thu, 28 Mar 2024
I used to get hot flushes when I tried to talk to any beautiful girls I'd been at school with. I used the 15 pints and I was ready to roar, rather than the Erazofuge. As I got older I tried cutting down to a reasonable 12 pints. But I had to up...
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tragic, like you I don't have
Posted on Sat, 01 Dec 2018
tragic, like you I don't have an answer. Poverty, not morals is the key. We use the latter as a scapegoat, a standared practice by, for example, Jenhovah Witnesses to get a foot in the door, is to say how much worse the world is getting. They've...
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that makes lots of sense. It
Posted on Mon, 21 Sep 2026
that makes lots of sense. It's like that old joke about spriitualist telling a punter they have somebody that wants to speak to them. And the cry is 'On no, I thought I was rid of him. Tell him to stay whever the hell he is'.
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