New Story – “They Call Me Mr. Goolies”

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“He neglected to answer Mick’s question. Instead, he turned his gaze across the Thames and stared at the sky; the grey pleroma split asunder by a vast gash of mauve and pink. Brompton liked dramatic skies. Certainty like that couldn’t be bought in the shops, nor at certain popular online retailers.”

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