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High Society: The Finale
Years ago Joe discovered the trick to coming up trumps: be the puppeteer, not the puppet. No one saw the man pulling the strings but he saw everything. So there Joe crouched, lurking in the shadows of Victoria Embankment, waiting for his puppets to arrive. For one puppet had in…
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High Society: Bainbridge
By Slapstick Collins You can do this, Denny said to himself. You’re fifteen minutes away from a life of luxury. Keep yourself calm and that life is yours to keep. Denny steadied his hand and held his breath as he carefully slid the gold Malbery watch from his pocket. He…
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High Society: Dalton Chp 4
Illustration from Sven Oujla Last Friday Dalton was on six figures and everyone at his work thought he was a bastard. Today he was unemployed and everyone in London now thought he was a bastard. He knew he should never have given that tramp £20… although if he wasn’t such…
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High Society: Albert Part 4
Quite how Albert found himself on stage, performing a percussion solo alongside a blues band was a mystery to him. He didn’t even know he could drum- but he wasn’t one to question things. A few hours earlier, Albert had accidentally helped Denny to escape the karmic justice that Joe…
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High Society: Melody Chapter 4
Melody’s face couldn’t tolerate a squint; squinting made her look confused and slightly demented. And so she sat in Margarine’s new ultra-modern office in Bloomsbury, so busy not squinting at the bright cavalcade of sunlight streaming in from the uncovered floor-to-ceiling windows, that she barely understood a word her manager…
