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Groups With Guitars

September 25th, 2008 | No Comments | Posted in Fiction

by Didi Stewart

 

Clive Duffy cleared away the empty glasses and mopped the bar. It was almost closing time. Soon he’d be popping down to Lime Street and meeting the lads for a pint or two. They’d have a game of darts, a few laughs. Then it’d be home to Milly for the usual kippers-on-toast, slippers-before-the-telly Sunday night. Read more »

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