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Yorkshire by Nature

Is that thine. Nay lad shu’ thi gob th’art nesh thee is that thine nah then how much. A pint ‘o mild is that thine dahn t’coil oil tha knows ne’ermind. Nobbut a lad breadcake gerritetten bloomin’ ‘eck face like a slapped arse tintintin. Mardy bum ah’ll gi’ thi summat to rooer abaht face like a slapped arse. Eeh th’art […]

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Freedom and Pressure

Presently the light increased and a moment later, to my delight, I came upon a flight of steps leading upward, at the top of which the brilliant light of the noonday sun shone through an opening in the ground. Cautiously I crept up the stairway to the tunnel’s end, and peering out saw the broad plain of Phutra before me. […]

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Metamorphosis

From then until possibly midnight all was silence, the silence of the dead; then, suddenly, the awful moan of the morning broke upon my startled ears, and there came again from the black shadows the sound of a moving thing, and a faint rustling as of dead leaves. The shock to my already overstrained nervous system was terrible in the […]

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Camping in the Sun

once heard a wise man say there are no perfect men. only perfect intentions. bruce… i’m god. multiply your anger by about a hundred, kate, that’s how much he thinks he loves you. no, this is mount everest. you should flip on the discovery channel from time to time. but i guess you can’t now, being dead and all. i […]

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