Stories I'm focused on
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He sits down, a pint of Stella in his hand. From the depths of his pockets comes the tobacco box, metal, hard to decide if any inscriptions
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February 28, 2006. In Other
My Stories
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And so you open your eyes and you see. Faces surround from above; a panorama of smiles, laughs, all worthy of photographs. ‘Coochie-Coo!’
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It’s raining outside and you can hear it pattering, you can hear a lot of things. People talk while coffee machines vomit out their insides
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After leaving behind the glorious memories of the Ftn Network, your finger arrives on another great relic of our modern age; ITV 2:ITV Play
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He drinks cups of tea on a Sunday morning, not because he’s hung over but because he simply does. A bag of Yorkshire Tea is dropped,
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