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Old Friends

It’s something unpredictable but in the end it’s right

I hope you had the time of your life…

Alan closed up the bookstore and strolled down the street, heading in the general direction of his flat. London seemed deserted; the air was cold, grey, and still, the lighted windows of the homes like happy memories lost and inaccessible to Alan. Continue reading “Old Friends” »