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Where No One Knows My Name – a short story

Where No One Knows My Name. Rated G. © Elyce G 2011.

He just wants to sit at his table staring at the two other empty chairs pushed up on the other sides, drinking his beer and hating the taste of it. He just wants to listen to the music, to songs he doesn’t know, lyrics he’s never heard before, the way the melody dips to something low and scraping against his skin.

All characters herein belong to me. Any similarities to persons living or dead is a coincidence.

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Love Can Be Very Irritating

The best moments in reading are when you come across something – a thought, a feeling, a way of looking at things – that you’d thought special, particular to you. And here it is, set down by someone else, a person you’ve never met, maybe even someone long dead. And it’s as if a hand has come out, and taken yours.

– The History Boys

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