The New CubChapter 1:The New Cub
It was Monday the 12th of February 2008, and John sat staring in to space though the second floor window overlooking the east end of Princes Street. Princes Street had bead one for the liveliest, loud and congested places in Edinburgh but that had been long gone. What it was replaced with was the seat of what was now called Freedoms end.
Endless destruction, street after street of rubble, bodes, burned out cars, and everything that was in the films about war and the obliteration of man, the only difference was that this was no film at the cinema; where you could be worm and safe in comfy chair, eating swe
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"I knew I shouldn't have done it in the kitchen
Are you ready to jump?
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I've been studying English for some years , but...
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the next time someone presumes to know the real you, tear your shirt open to reveal the squirming cluster of lampreys you keep on your chest.
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