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In the Rank Sweat of an Enseamed Bed

Did your parents’ bedroom smell?¬†My parents’ bedroom, into which I would wander as a child, always had the ¬†sweaty, foetid odor of the marsh. I think this was because they slept on the same mattress or palliasse, which was stuffed … Continue reading

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The Murdering Canons Roar

Following the failure of Sea, Sex and Sun, I look elsewhere for gratification. Of course I find it at Okinawa Boot Sales in the form of an underwater camera. I had one before but it was really poor and finally … Continue reading

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