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‘Do you think your mum would still love you if you cut your hair, Merrie?’ Boom! A killer question from …
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There are two bodies in the Blackwater River. One is a woman with a knife in her heart. The other …
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I was late for Restorative Justice because I was shagging a man called Apollo. I met him in the Redemption …
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I sat down at the only free laptop booth in the library, noting with displeasure that the woman occupying the …
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‘That’s my box! I want it back when you move house,’ said my sister. Her tone was, to neutral ears, …
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I’m always trying to keep up with my teenage sons’ slang. They use it to befuddle me and say cheeky …
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The last seat on the bus was occupied by a large, white, patent leather handbag, liberally embellished with sparkling diamante …
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