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…ner called his dad. When Frank arrived home, I still sat on the porcelain throne, wishing for death. He knocked to tell me he was coming in, and then opened the door to my private, toxic wasteland. A look of horror and disgust masked his face, and he closed the door quickly. When the explosions f…
Sarah Paris
Simon Dillon
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Nightmare scenario.
Novelist and Short Story-ist. Film and Book Lover. If you cut me, I bleed celluloid and paper pulp. Blog: www.simondillonbooks.wordpress.com
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