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gRAY.
A man abused and killed a child. He was killed in jail. Another man inflected ONE HUNDRED AND ONE separate wounds on his girlfriend’s two-year-old...
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Welcome.

They should keep ALL politics out of football! There should be no bending of the knee, for black lives matter, for all lives matter, and no gay...
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My Perfect Zombie

Dallying in Donegal and dabbling in Derry. The penultimate of a fair few parts.
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Blackmail.
It is good to go to the dentist on a regular basis. It is good to go to the to have your eyes tested, every year or every two years. I go to the...
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Calling All Angels

In the middle of mundane tasks, I put on music. The hiss of the iron, the quiet shuffle of laundry, all faded as the first notes filled the room...
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Tradition.

It is that time of the year again. I see less and less people showing their support. At this rate, by the time my young grand son Darius, is 20,...
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Ardara Rain’s A-Gonna Fall

Days and nights in dear old Donegal. Part seven of nine, probably.
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Cynthia.

I remember when a work mate took the two cats that he fed, they were not his cats. The two cats came everyday and he fed them, they never went inside...
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Ooze Next?

Days and nights in dear old Donegal. Part six of nine, maybe ten, but certainly not eleven.
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7:00 PM, Midnight (Chapter 3)

December 15th. Sunday. It's tipping it down. I don't have the energy to do anything today. Everything aches. I'm in a bad mood. I don't know why. I...
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