WENDY ran deeper into the Jewish Quarter. It was dark but not nearly as dark as she wanted. A full moon filled the sky with a pale, silver, light. She knew this part of Prague well having worked in it for almost six years. And it’s narrow winding streets offered her protection from what was coming.
Read MoreI get these thoughts. Far more often than i would like.
What thoughts?
Bloody ones. Ones that make me fizz. For example I was a at a gig in Vicar Street recently. I don’t remember the name of the band, I was with my girl and I was there for her…some post modern folk rock band she liked who I remember never hearing of and obviously have forgotten about since.
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