Sweet Dreams

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Cheese. That was why Joseph had come.

Cycling through the narrow city streets had been painfully slow. Trying to squeeze his bike past yet another group of tourists who spilled off of the pavement and onto the road, he cursed himself for not taking the metro. The day was warm and the inevitable press of bodies pushing and pulsating around him would have been oppressive but preferable to the difficulty he was currently having to reach the…

Writer. Reader. Baker. Sadly not candlestick maker…

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Francesca Lembregts

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Writer. Reader. Baker. Sadly not candlestick maker…

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