He landed, as he often did nowadays, roughly and with a grunt. Old age played its tricks, after all, even…
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He landed, as he often did nowadays, roughly and with a grunt. Old age played its tricks, after all, even…
Continue reading →This story didn’t come from a prompt. I’ve just kept meaning to tell it since The Jurassic Roger set sail.…
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