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transatlanticism.neocities.org
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www.timberghostpress.com
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| | | | | The rain slashes down. She's cold, adrift amongst it. At least it is night, she thinks, the blanket of which hides more than my sadness. Standing there, naked, drained, she's relieved she left... | |
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precastreinforced.co.uk
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| | | | | All they want to do is get out of their wet clothes but the key doesn't work. As Hannah struggles, Joe stands behind her sniffing the warm, musty air of the corridor. 'Stinks of mice.' Hannah tries pulling the key out a little as she turns it. She tries pulling up on the door handle.... | |
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companyofthedamned.blogspot.com
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| | | The air was choked with smoke and ash as the flames from the bonfire rose high into the night sky. Dozens of shadowy figures wearing animal... | ||
