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StoryCabin crew seats for landing Ajhoward02 weeks 5 days ago
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CollectionThe Monkey Mind of Patrick Ogilvie Ajhoward08 months 3 days ago
StoryThe agony and the ecstacy Truth42258 months 2 weeks ago
StoryIN THE GARDEN Alice Hamilton178 months 2 weeks ago
StoryAttic Ajhoward29 months 1 week ago
StoryEvery Picture Noo209 months 1 week ago
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Storyclickity click-click Ajhoward310 months 2 days ago
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StorySupervet Ajhoward310 months 3 days ago
StoryCat the End Jane Hyphen1911 months 3 hours ago
StoryDay 1. Cope Muir High Ajhoward512 months 1 day ago
StoryA Millennial Syllogism Ajhoward01 year 3 weeks ago
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StoryMemento Ajhoward11 year 5 months ago
StoryAutumn mornings Ajhoward31 year 7 months ago
StoryThe Art of Unblocking Drains Ajhoward21 year 8 months ago
StoryFalling Ajhoward81 year 10 months ago

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Cherry

Cabin crew seats for landing

Phones come out, their inboxes filling up with mini email avalanches.

picking bluebells with little scarlett

she lifts a blue cloche to her ear; wonders why it does not ring.

The Pitsea Loop

The fluorescent tube light whistled overhead, casting a nauseatingly yellow glow across a pin-board of staff notices. Office Summer Night Out – BBQ on Hackney Downs; then Bowling at Finsbury Park; a MacMillan’s charity fundraiser concealed cruelly under a torn-out page 3 model...

Trout-gate

Chapter Two Trout-Gate 18 th September, 2000 The next Saturday morning, I awoke to the sound of my Auntie Amandine thoroughly sanitising her nether...

Attic

The moonlight leaks through the bevelled glass
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