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‘She’s leaving home…’

Posted on July 15, 2017 by memoirsofahusk

It seemed like a good idea at the time. Archaeoman away for some weeks and the muse’s voice inaudible. The frenzy wasn’t quite as bad as usual in the run-up to his departure, more of a prolonged shower than an … Continue reading →

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