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My stories

Cherry

Ex Chapter 7 - She killed Batman

"Your dress is inside out" said Jonah, mainly with his hands. He was becoming animated. That was the way it always began.
Cherry

Ex Chapter 6 - 138 miles for a macaroon

MM: I had just parked up outside Sainsbury’s in Swanage, climbed out of the car window and got on to the car roof with a spade. Nothing particularly out of the ordinary.

The gods of violence

we are the fury and the verisimilitude but we are prisoners trapped in a one bedroom Council flat on the 34th floor of a tower block in Kennington and we can never leave
Cherry

Killing little England

We are the benefactor and the begging bowl the mountain and the avalanche

Dirty little footprints

I must not dig any deeper for fear of where the footprints might lead

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