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Tuesday, 24 July 2012

BN Prose: The Last Bastion of Hope



The clatter of the tea cup as my shaky hand settles in back on its platter is what jars me out of my reverie. What reverie? Weirdly enough I can’t tell. For me, this moment is like one of those…

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