Author: Moxie McMurder Illustration: Mark Smith Some say her name was Betty, others will tell you it was Louise, but everyone this side of the river knows her as the Widow of…
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Author: Matt Kirby Illustration: Mark Smith You might think you know something about the summer, or the sun beating down on you, but you know nothing. Me, I know everything, lying on…
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Author: Timothy Connolly Illustration: Mark Smith That night he dreamed of Krakow. He walked. His footsteps ringing like bells. The streets empty. Not a soul in sight, and the chill hinting…
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Author: Nesbit & Gibley Illustration: Teapotsforelephants Our instructions were clear: exit the bus in Tolbridge, walk 11 miles south-east, turn left at the farmhouse and walk to the sea. Bring some beer,…
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Author: Timothy Connolly Illustration: Mark Smith He left the apartment with sweat dripping down his back. Christ, that had never happened before. A woman offering that. Christ, that. Jesus, he hadn’t known…
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Author & Illustration: Mark Smith My mum once punched a horse in the face. You probably think I’m lying, and to be honest that’s fairly typical of you, but I’m actually telling…