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| | | | | William BerezaonUnsplash The red-headed writer (aka la Raconteuse) dashed down from her apartment (all six floors), then trotted across a couple of roads to get to the Six-Sentence-Café-and-Bistro; she was about to enter the establishment, and she was sure she could smell the particular aroma of a cigar... she smiled... a lot. La Raconteuse scanned... | |
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| | | | | Power Napping "Name your price, for I must repay you for what you've done for our family," The queen whispered... | |
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| | | | | Before the Rain The rain hadn't dropped yet but he felt the pressure of its immediacy... Six Sentence Story, on sailing and grief | |
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| | | Thanos PalonUnsplash previously The red-headed writer, aka the Raconteuse, was been on that long, long, wonderful train, but now she was keen to arrive back to New York; she'd been listening to the two guys talking about the executor of the will and how much money they might inherent; she was still grinning as she... | ||