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I’ve never been that fond of me, but as I walked along full of self-loathing I caught a figure in the distance. It was a wide stocky man with a child, a little girl perched upon his shoulders and another slightly older girl skipping along holding his broad hand: and I thought as I looked at my own reflection in the glass of a passing building “I quite like this guy”.


About ispiderbook

Anthony is a first time novelist who is based in Sydney Australia.

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