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Fiction SECOND PLACE

Writing Contest They’d been at it again. Harry smoothed down his moustache, his strangely elfin eyes darting up and down the dirt alley rutted with cold grooves in the early, desert winter morning. Basta

Tuesday, November 26, 2013 Jan Baca
 
 

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