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The Slow Decline Into Christmas

Don’t know about your part of the world, but Christmas seems to come earlier every year. We get bombarded by adverts and junk mail and festive hype, here is a post on the decline into Christmas in small town France. 1,104 more words



When the Cossacks arrived in Oklahoma in their Phenom 300, they were all quite restless. It’d been some 8 or so hours of flight time, making arrangements to land in the Light Co. 2,263 more words


Dusty the Dustman Dog

There is a bit more peace in the house now that our catlets (they can no longer be called kittens) have learned to stand up to Dusty, our guest dog. 326 more words

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The dustman and the dancer

December was a cold sunny month in Florence. I did not take many pictures, but the few I shot are mainly about sunsets from the EUI terrace.  93 more words



 by Martin Bolton

 Tracy watched the dustman from her window, one hand caressing her swollen belly, the other holding a cigarette. Jason, his name was, she had told him she was on the pill, but she had lied.

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