A SENTENCE BY NEIL GAIMAN

January 5, 2013
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Bod hesitated, and a flutter of night-black velvet resolved itself into a man-shape. Writes well, does this bloke, eh what?

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A SENTENCE BY NEIL GAIMAN

August 25, 2012
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Richard had noticed that events were cowards: they didn’t occur singly, but instead they would run in packs and leap out at him all at once. Now see what he did there. He came up with something original.

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