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He ate like a child. She watched him, tried not to stare too much, he lifted the spoon, but food fell down into the bowl, he seemed aware, but merely ..
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The man stood on the platform of the underground station, his finger moving along the underground map on the wall. Eddie kept his distance, kept his e..
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She tasted the sandwich,the bread and the contents,that slight bitterness,that tang that remainedlong after having eaten.The mug of teaof boiled tea d..
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The first day of the new year today, but it was just as awful as last year. Same old locked ward, same old nurses, same quack. I ate the so-called spe..
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A murderer and mentally disabled woman and the shrink 1976
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Sophia had no interest in philosophyand none about Marx.she loved sex and thatwas her yardstickregarding lifeand a sidelineafter work.She followed mea..
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an ex-MI5 spy enjoys retirement
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Jenny wasn’t home, she was out shopping for her grandmother, so her grandmother said to come in and wait. I sat on a settee in her sitting room ..
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an ex-CIA agent retired in the UK
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You hoped the nurses kept out of your room their messages from the shrink about her mixing with the crazies. Your parents had paid for the private roo..
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