They started rebuilding the sewers the week I left Belfast. Now they were fully underway the smell overpowered everything. Continue Reading The Stink and The Shame
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As you hear your train thunder through the countryside towards your station, you wonder if anyone who hops off will see your message, if they’ll consider it as they pass, ...
She smokes in a casual way, more concerned with the text she’s sending. The hand holding her cigarette hangs off to the side. Her forearm leans from the elbow, which ...
Dennis made a point of not looking at the dead cat, both on his way to and from the shop. Its mushy bug eyes seemed to follow him, to accuse ...
