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I'll see how this goes before I post part 3 ...
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synchronicity ...
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The Sawbird Gang takes refuge with the geemo Highsters ...
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It is the earliest of memories.  Two or three years into life.  Embryonic.  Alone.  Outside.  Walking.  It feels like early to mid afternoon.  Blue sky above.  Some clouds.  Maybe summer.  Maybe not.   A definite perception of freedom.  Genuinely alone.  A way of escape.  A child with a map.  Does twenty ...
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Beamo and the Sawbird Gang get ambushed ...
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The wedding ceremony in the UK is coming to an end ...
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Intro: up to 50 words (delete this text and enter your own) ...
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Beamo and the outlaws debate lights in the sky ...
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First part of a follow up to "A Short Break" (Written in pre-Brexit time) ...
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The Sawbird Gang stages a brutal raid ...
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This is the beginning of a section that is too long for one part as it covers several days in the Tatar republic with Rabfail's family, starting with the journey there. FRIDAY Today we took it easy.. While I slept and breakfasted peacefully Rabfail went to return our tickets, send ...
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I'm sorry. I promise one day I will be able to promise you I will stop writing this one (or at least posting it). (zero chances to get it if you haven't read the entire story and the sequel too, then 0.1 chances if you have read at least a)the ...
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There is a place. Somewhere.  After eyes closing. The darkness.  A space.  A place . That manicures. The past. This somewhere. Is just a film  Of a life. It is a re-run. Of a re-run. Of a re-run. An infinite mirror. Of re-runs.   Once.  In this film.  Called Somewhere Nowhere ...
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Beamo and Little Bit take care of business ...
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To whom this may concern. The sun to the north of here.  It used to shine.  More brightly.  Before the change.  There was a time.  Days and months.  Mornings and evenings.  When the sun shined. Brightly on your face.  These simplicities.  Before hostilities.  You could once.  Drive.  Not far from ...
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There had been previous sightings.  Fallow fields.  Behind bracken.  Brazen acts.  Sightings unsubstantiated.  Sometime.  Somewhere.  Subterranean.  Yet it was easier for her.  Behind bricks.  Daytime.  Alone.  Husband at work.  Young boys.  Scared.  She would pursue parents.  He tried to touch me.  They would.  Believe.  Her.   ...
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Beamo and Little Bit have to deal with some new realities at the Saint trading post ...
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I confess!  This is a rewrite of something I penned in... Good Grief! 2005!  Seems like much longer ago than that!  I promise you it has nothing to do with a book that had a similar title!  (Mine came first by the way!) ...
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It's maybe what happens in the fog of War ...
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the other home  special thanks to Bhi for editing ...
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