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| Type | Title | Author | Replies | Last updated |
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| Story | Some thumb | Brooklands | 0 | 11 years 10 months ago |
| Story | Taking a photo of workmen in Chapelfield gardens | Brooklands | 0 | 11 years 10 months ago |
| Story | Things we looked at with the satellite spy cam | Brooklands | 0 | 11 years 10 months ago |
| Story | Lummy good, tum-tum and garbles | Brooklands | 0 | 11 years 10 months ago |
| Story | Niall's perspective | Brooklands | 0 | 11 years 10 months ago |
| Story | The Hot Water Ran Out When We Were Having A Sexy Shower | Brooklands | 0 | 11 years 10 months ago |
| Story | Oh lucky man | Brooklands | 0 | 11 years 10 months ago |
| Story | Two Poems | Brooklands | 0 | 11 years 10 months ago |
| Story | The Ditto Machines | Brooklands | 0 | 11 years 10 months ago |
| Story | Pi | Brooklands | 0 | 11 years 10 months ago |
| Story | The world is getting darker | Brooklands | 0 | 11 years 10 months ago |
| Story | Two hundred and six bones | Brooklands | 0 | 11 years 10 months ago |
| Story | Secret Machines | Brooklands | 0 | 11 years 10 months ago |
| Story | The strangeness gland | Brooklands | 0 | 11 years 10 months ago |
| Story | The Day-Star | Brooklands | 0 | 11 years 10 months ago |
| Story | Snag | Brooklands | 0 | 11 years 10 months ago |
| Story | The Clodhoppers | Brooklands | 0 | 11 years 10 months ago |
| Story | My brain would empty the discos | Brooklands | 0 | 11 years 10 months ago |
| Story | Neg | Brooklands | 0 | 11 years 10 months ago |
| Story | Revelations | Brooklands | 0 | 11 years 10 months ago |
| Story | One hundred ghosts in the loft extension | Brooklands | 0 | 11 years 10 months ago |
| Story | The Glass Collector | Brooklands | 0 | 11 years 10 months ago |
| Story | Today is your birthday | Brooklands | 0 | 11 years 10 months ago |
| Story | Star-struck | Brooklands | 0 | 11 years 10 months ago |
| Story | Road | Brooklands | 0 | 11 years 10 months ago |
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The Salon At The Pinnacle Of Man
Relax. You will recognise him by his haircut. The razor slipped and there was a sound like the door of a tomb sliding back. Most great discoveries are accidents.
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Page 200 from a novel you have not read
The 200th page from a novel that doesn't exist
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Urbanagrarian
We still live by the seasons; the knitwear came early this year.
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If it's for me, it's for everyone
Here’s what made me think of death: taking cinder from the stove, balanced on a shovel, shaking the dust over a gravelled car bay, watching it expand from breath to mist: a cape unfurled.
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To the Matterhorn
Sunburnt black, Hemingway walked for days, his skis across his back like a crucifix.
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