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StoryCamino 9a – 28 September 2014 Parson Thru210 years 8 months ago
StoryCamino 9b – 28 September 2014 Parson Thru210 years 8 months ago
StoryFamily, Dusky Bay, NZ/ Whānau, Tamatea, Aotearoa Philip Sidney1310 years 8 months ago
StoryThe death of beauty blighters rock2110 years 8 months ago
StoryThe edge of something Parson Thru210 years 8 months ago
StoryValentine Parson Thru710 years 8 months ago
StoryPavlov’s Man (DON’T READ THIS TO THE END*) well-wisher410 years 8 months ago
StoryOmar's Diary - Valentines Day 14th February 2015 Alan Russell510 years 8 months ago
StoryValentina well-wisher310 years 8 months ago
Storyred john beckett310 years 9 months ago
StoryBarking at dogs Parson Thru810 years 9 months ago
StoryCopper, Silver, Gold Philip Sidney2110 years 9 months ago
StoryThe other day blighters rock2310 years 9 months ago
StoryThe savage is just beneath the skin Parson Thru210 years 9 months ago
StoryIberia awaits Parson Thru1110 years 9 months ago
StoryNotes from Andalucía Parson Thru210 years 9 months ago
StoryCamino 8b – 27 September 2014 Parson Thru410 years 9 months ago
StoryCamino 8a – 27 September 2014 Parson Thru110 years 9 months ago
StoryThe Collector well-wisher310 years 9 months ago
Forum topicQuoting a character outside of speech JOswick310 years 9 months ago
StoryAuchwitz-Birkenau 70 Parson Thru010 years 9 months ago
StoryMy dear friend Parson Thru810 years 9 months ago
StoryThe death of Terrence Oblong Terrence Oblong1210 years 9 months ago
StoryCamino 7 - 26 September 2014 Parson Thru410 years 9 months ago
StoryRemembering Father -6 more in Hong Kong jeand1010 years 9 months ago

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My stories

Words of truth in a baleful stare

Summer began at 1400 local time.
Cherry

Contact

The two men looked at each other. The sun was hot. Even the air burned. Moments before, they had startled each other. Neither man had been sure what to do next.

The human being

I suppose we’re a failed experiment
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Scraps of anxiety

There’s something pathetic about the way the masses fall in step

Drumbeat

Lest we forget

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