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by David Anderson The rock smashed against Rodger’s face with a sickening smack as the mob continued to hurl stones
As we enter the eight month of the year, we garden gnomes thought it would be apropos to remind everyone
by Nicholas Paschall I open my eyes slowly, ignoring the muck that has half submerged my body in the sinking
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Garden Gnome Publications has opened its doors. Sorry, gardens don’t have doors, do they? Oh well, you know what I