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Into the West

Who Am I, is that question in life that often arises during times questioning our place in the world. For me I have always struggled with identity. Born of Irish parents in England, told by some I am Irish and other English, or British, these questions always have made me question who I am. In…

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Railways in the Netherlands

This is where I thrash. Crap attack? Don’t have one? I guess she doesn’t like wearing clothes. Please don’t tell Mom and Dad. Dr. Yap, once I was into you, but after seeing you torture my father, I think we should just be friends with dental benefits. Brr, it sure is cold in here. I…

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The Effect of Urbanization

I can’t tell where your back ends and your butt begins. Everyone touched each other’s butts, and it was great. I guess she doesn’t like wearing clothes. Just when I think I’m out, those cheeks pull me right back in. My boob? Sausage leather belts. This is where I thrash. Butts. Let’s raise our glasses!…

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Massey Hall

I’ll wave at you every day. He did? That’s the sleaziest, sneakiest, most romantic thing anyone’s ever done to me. You’re right. I’m a firestarter and a jinx. I’m going to destroy this whole family. This is where I thrash. Buns…sen. I’m gonna write the most erotic, graphic, freakiest friend fiction ever. uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Chad the…

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