Short stories
June 19 Dear Diarrhoea, I know you must be fed up of me going on about how death is catching up with me but I’m pretty sure I don’t have long left now. Well I know I don’t. I’m just trying to squeeze the last bit of life from this withered old body before it conks out on me. Since I arrived here in China...
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Short stories
“Hey, I just heard they found the Albino with his throat ripped out last night. Honing in on a lady from another gang. Not a smart move.” Scars looked anxiously all around, afraid who might be listening. “Well it’s been kicking off big style this week. Must be something in the air. Fighting over the ladies. Fighting over whose land belongs to whom.” Domehead had...
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