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My Room in Roscoff

This is why I’m alive. Continue reading

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The Ghost in My Hotel Room Part I

Suddenly we stopped next to a vacant gate. Behind it was blackness; before it was nothing. But the driver opened the bus door and waited. Continue reading

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