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The Work In Progress

OK at the age of about fifty-two ( that's eight years ago now), I decided that it was time to start writing. I chose novels as the mechanism for delivery partly by default and partly because I couldn't think of anything else. Poetry doesn't come naturally to me and I think that plays or screen plays are a bit beyond me.
Aphrodite's Oyster, a salubrious inn in Florencetown where the pedigrees of the clientele are usually more doubtful than your  average werewolf.

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