“You sure it’s okay?” He nodded. “I need to leave, please take care of yourself. Don’t make this so difficult for both of us, I beg you.” She turned back as soon as she finished speaking. He rose, brushed himself up and walked with her for some time – and then he paused. “Not anymore.Continue reading “Rant 237 : And then you rot”
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The 11 o' clock diary 