by Clare London
The opening prologue to this book had me jumping up and down with excitement!!! The night was dark, the pavements shadowed by the diffused gleam of the streetlights. Occasionally I'd hear a car passing, raising spray in the gutters, and the trajectory of it's headlights would flicker across my wind...
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You ever read a book and think, these characters are distance, not exactly in tune with their emotions. This guy goes into a bar, sits in the corner and he observes. A kid comes up to him, sits down next to him and runs a pick up line. They share illegal smoking pleasure. The kid stands up and ...
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