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This is Just to say
I have found the magazines that were under the bed and which you were probably saving for when I was out Believe me they were disgusting so sticky and so, well I’m leaving
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Used. Like new.
A 64-year-old playwright, retired, Whilst driving slowly through fog Told me clearly that we “are meant for each other”. When I got home I purchased his book Super delivery. We are.
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How It All keeps Its Rhythm
First that Chicago click of heels, tap drip, then the low, uncontrollable sigh as they sit, skirts shoved up hastily, trousers slung to the floor,
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The Year of Miracles
He was not thinking of the light bulb as it batted it’s last wing. He had lay in the bath too long - he was thinking of his rumpled mushroom.
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I Have a Cunning Plan
‘In Bonobo society, females form alliances to intimidate males, sexual behaviour (in virtually every partner combination) replaces aggression and serves many social functions, and unrelated groups m
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