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| Type | Title | Author | Replies | Last updated |
|---|---|---|---|---|
| Story | Pyromania | mitzi44 | 3 | 6 months 3 days ago |
| Story | Busmar Astral | mitzi44 | 7 | 3 years 1 month ago |
| Story | Mixed Metaphors | mitzi44 | 0 | 3 years 2 months ago |
| Story | The Dunces Hat | mitzi44 | 3 | 3 years 4 months ago |
| Story | On The Naze | mitzi44 | 3 | 3 years 5 months ago |
| Story | The Rabbit Farm | mitzi44 | 1 | 3 years 5 months ago |
| Story | The Circumstances of Birth | mitzi44 | 1 | 3 years 7 months ago |
| Story | For King and Country | mitzi44 | 4 | 3 years 7 months ago |
| Story | A Friend Indeed | mitzi44 | 9 | 3 years 7 months ago |
| Story | The Kindness of Kasmir | mitzi44 | 2 | 3 years 7 months ago |
| Story | Jarka | mitzi44 | 5 | 3 years 7 months ago |
| Story | Part 3: The Road from Kozolupy | mitzi44 | 3 | 3 years 7 months ago |
| Story | Evil in my Midst | mitzi44 | 5 | 3 years 8 months ago |
| Story | My New Nemesis | mitzi44 | 8 | 3 years 8 months ago |
| Story | 276 Portobello Road | mitzi44 | 6 | 3 years 8 months ago |
| Story | Two outings | mitzi44 | 1 | 3 years 9 months ago |
| Story | Adamov | mitzi44 | 3 | 3 years 9 months ago |
| Story | Part 4: A Remembrance of Things Past | mitzi44 | 3 | 3 years 9 months ago |
| Story | That Morning | fatboy74 | 28 | 3 years 9 months ago |
| Story | Part 2: Changing at Nuremberg | mitzi44 | 5 | 3 years 9 months ago |
| Story | Border Crossing | mitzi44 | 9 | 3 years 9 months ago |
My stories
The Rabbit Farm
The whole thing couldn’t be driven by intellect or style or the wish for a better more comfortable life, simply because we were all too poor. Crime alone would be the driver.
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The Circumstances of Birth
At the furthest tip of Cornwall reaching out into The Channel and slightly towards the Atlantic, lies the rugged peninsular known as The Lizard. A...
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For King and Country
Valerie soon grew to adore her job and the wonderful camaraderie of the other girls at the end of the day. The freedom from home restrictions was blissful as were the plentiful cigarettes on offer, and there was not a bomb to be heard at night. Just the sighing of the trees and the snort of a New Forest pony.
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A Friend Indeed
The name of the game was quite simple – survival.
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Evil in my Midst
But, in the middle of this, a sort of long shadow cast its ugly darkness and it felt like there was a parting of biblical waves.
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