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    “Was that your first kiss?”

    “No.”

    “No?” Fiyero gasped so theatrically she had to laugh. “Oh now I have to know, who is it that I have to be jealous of the rest of my days?”

    She snorted and smacked him lightly in the arm.

    “Some boy at a party.” She waved it off, “I never even knew his name.”

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    20 Jan 2026

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    The picturesque village of Buell, Maine is one of the last in the United States to continue the tradition of the “harvest” or “prosperity” lottery. Its residents insist the lottery makes them stronger, even as condemnation from outsiders grows.

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    08 Jan 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 27

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    Sue moves on.

    "I don't sleep so I don't dream
    So I don't wake up frightened"
    The Sisters of Mercy, "On the Wire". First and Last and Always (remastered). 1985.

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    23 Nov 2025

  4. Public Bookmark 59

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    An alternate universe in which Fleabag is a wedding planner, and Klare and Claire have found the perfect Catholic church to get hitched in...

    "Do you want some of the communion wine?" he blurted out, wanting her to stick around for a little longer. "I can't throw it away because it's holy," he explained, "and I probably shouldn't finish the bottle by myself. It's a good vintage."

    She cocked an eyebrow. "Is this the part where I say 'Sorry, Daddy, I've been a bad girl'?"

    He coughed and nearly dropped the bottle. "'Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned' is more traditional," he managed, fishing out two glasses and pouring them both a liberal serving.

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    28 Oct 2025

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    It was late on a wet Tuesday evening. The priest was curled up in an armchair with a glass of whiskey and a second-hand paperback copy of Great Expectations for company, when his phone lit up and buzzed against the coffee table.

    Unknown number: are you still awake?

    He stared at the screen in puzzlement for a moment before replying.

    Me: I am, who is this?

    Unknown number: the hot brunette with the nice arse from the bar last Thursday

    She attached a somewhat tasteful, fully-clothed photo of herself, taken at an imaginative angle, looking over her shoulder into the lens with a knowing twinkle. The priest was forced to agree with her self-assessment of her attractiveness and the quality of her arse.

    Unknown number: I've got a bottle of limoncello and a value sized jar of coconut oil, want to come over for a memorable evening?

    Shifting uncomfortably in his chair, he blinked a few times and very firmly suppressed the urge to reply in the affirmative.

    Me: I'm afraid you've got the wrong number, but I hope you have a lovely time.

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    23 Oct 2025