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"So there I was, in east Germany somewhere, my mind was a fog from all the absinthe and the only thingI can remember is that there was this guy c..
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Some Bob Marley tune piped up over the crackling speakers as I opened my eyes and tried to straighten my cramped spine, only two more days and I would..
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Looking out the window as the bus pulled away I wondered what would have happened if I hadn't walked in first. If one of the other passengers had frig..
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The brakes squealed and the long bus finally came to it's final stop, with a grateful smile I stepped off the stairs and looked up at the grey, pregna..
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I've been shot before, the sudden feeling of impact, the screaming chorus of the nerves, the cold finality as the blood leaks out and the desperate sc..
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A quick something, I'll get back to it soon
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A quick something, I'll get back to it soon
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this is nearing the middle of the book, just bear with me. Thank you
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sorry for the delay, promise to have a few chapters done within the week. Honest
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I didn't ask where Charles got the blue sedan from or where he managed to find a pair of fuzzy dice to hang from the mirror, I just sat in theseat and..
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