Monthly Archives: November 2015

167. A Horsey Tale

I’m looking in all the secret places, the hidden places, places behind machines and electrical cabinets that hum with horrible energy, behind thundering generators and hissing pipes, behind the stink of hot metal and old grease, behind paper dust and … Continue reading

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166. All You Need Is Love.

I don’t have many friends who I genuinely admire and look up to. Don’t get me wrong, I have very many excellent friends but I consider them my equals, people I can share a pint and a laugh with on … Continue reading

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