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StoryDay 1. Cope Muir High alexwritings52 years 5 months ago
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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...

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