Nov 4 2015

“Bleeding Christ!” He Said, Panting And Leaning Against The Door

Someday in Dublin

                                   “Now where do we go on a day that’s colder than a witch’s tit –”

                                   “In a brass bra,” Amy added.

                                   “Right. Where do we go on a day such as this?”

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