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| Type | Title | Author | Replies | Last updated |
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| Story | Archives (1997) | camdenreece | 2 | 12 years 1 month ago |
| Story | An Imitation of Dylan Thomas? | camdenreece | 2 | 12 years 1 month ago |
| Story | A Quickie | camdenreece | 5 | 12 years 1 month ago |
| Collection | Tales From the 21st Century | camdenreece | 0 | 12 years 1 month ago |
| Collection | Sidestream | camdenreece | 0 | 12 years 1 month ago |
| Collection | Nothing to Add | camdenreece | 0 | 12 years 1 month ago |
| Story | My Brother Is | camdenreece | 1 | 12 years 3 months ago |
| Story | I'm Not A Poet | camdenreece | 0 | 12 years 3 months ago |
| Story | Nick Clegg Ate My Homework | camdenreece | 8 | 12 years 7 months ago |
| Story | February Marching | camdenreece | 2 | 12 years 8 months ago |
| Story | Sticks and Stones | MS | 11 | 12 years 11 months ago |
| Story | The God of Wetherspoons | camdenreece | 3 | 13 years 6 days ago |
| Story | Gran | camdenreece | 2 | 13 years 1 month ago |
| Story | So this is Christmas? | camdenreece | 2 | 13 years 8 months ago |
| Story | Untitled | camdenreece | 2 | 13 years 9 months ago |
| Story | Panic Attacks and Anxiety | camdenreece | 4 | 13 years 9 months ago |
| Story | Work Makes Man... | camdenreece | 3 | 13 years 9 months ago |
| Story | Michael Finnegan | camdenreece | 2 | 14 years 3 months ago |
| Story | I Met Myself Today | camdenreece | 4 | 14 years 4 months ago |
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February Marching
In 2003 I was in New York as part of my girlfriend's Art Foundation trip. On February 15th the people of New York believed they could stop a war.
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Nick Clegg Ate My Homework
A: "I wrote this a few months ago and forgot about it." B: "Chinny reckon."
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A Quickie
There is nothing for this man. He drops his cigarette and he takes to walking again and people push into his way.
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The God of Wetherspoons
God’s sitting in Wetherspoons, it’s Thursday lunch-time. ‘You’re dead,’ He says. ‘I guess,’ I say. ‘Tough break,’ He says.
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- 888 reads
Gran
I don't remember meeting my gran.
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- 693 reads