Grown up on hand-span spaghetti portions.
-slash-statements. Stories of six words in length and six words only: Following on from entering a competition through Fleeting magazine's website, I thought I would try and keep writing six word stories in a, no doubt, vain attempt to try and get close to Ernest Hemingway's original, for Sale: baby shoes, never worn and the winning entry, No taxidermist loved his daughter more (by Ami Hendrickson)
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Wednesday, 12 February 2014
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