Glasgow 1958The door slammed behind him, the sound loud and jarring as it shook the paper thin walls of their single end. Storming down the stairs and into the street, his nose scrunched up automatically as the smells of Glasgow hit him. He had been here for nearly ten years now, stepping off the boat, then bus, full of hopes and dreams. Leaving
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thank you so much for the lovely words :)
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And apologies for the late reply, it was my 40th !!
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apologies about the delay in replying
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Also please accept my apologies for the lateness of my thanks it was my birthday :)
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