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She had nowhere to go. Nothing to eat but a sausage roll and several cups of weak coffee from a vending machine. To make matters worse, her leg still hurt where she’d been kicked by a bovver kid on Aggro Row. – Jill was right on the edge staring at the abyss; when she saw …
“First you take a drink,” said the drunk on New’ Year’s Eve. “Then the drink takes a drink, then the drink takes you.” With that he downed his drink and stood up. The drunk went out into the night and fell down in the gutter. In the morning, they found him still looking up at …
Earl, who was also known as the Banker for reasons that will become apparent, had heard about the Clout from a scout called Dicky Bird. The Clout was on the county’s books, but Dicky Bird knew personally that the Clout was not happy with his contract. “Mark my words,” said Dicky. “He’s a cocky sod.” …
The civil rights lawyer Diego Martino is often thought of as a dynamic and charismatic figure. He is always busy and pressed for time. “Time waits for no one,” he says. “One must not waste a moment of the day.” And yet Diego has a secret that perhaps only a handful of his closest friends …
“Honestly,” she said with a sigh, “I never could bring myself to meet any of those people… but they were always on the edge of my nightmares.” In a hotel room in the West End, between promotional duties for a project that he had come to dislike with a young up and coming actress who …
Amid the whiplash curves and tangled miseries of the fifth arrondissement Merle espied her. The young lady who came out of the old Louis townhouse was wearing a long black cloak and beret in a becoming shade of green. Her heels clicking on the cobble stone street, Merle followed her with critiquing eyes. If it …