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The Killing Place: Part 9 – Absolution

The boat had survived somehow – her design, perhaps. Others were smashed and broken but theirs was still moored, tied to the remnants of the quay. She’d laid him gently next to the tiller, feathers and all – he wanted … Continue reading

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