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Serious signs (Late April 7th FFF)

I was invited (well, not personally, but still) to Fandango’s Friday Flashback! Fandango scrolls back, every Friday, and gives a second chance to a post he had published on the same date, years before. I thought it was a great way to remember some of the stuff I did a while back, and I decided…… Continue reading Serious signs (Late April 7th FFF)

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Vintage Notes… (January 20th FFF)

I was invited (well, not personally, but still) to Fandango’s Friday Flashback! Fandango scrolls back, every Friday, and gives a second chance to a post he had published on the same date, years before. I thought it was a great way to remember some of the stuff I did a while back, and I decided…… Continue reading Vintage Notes… (January 20th FFF)

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The woodpecker… (January 13th FFF)

I was invited (well, not personally, but still) to Fandango’s Friday Flashback! Fandango scrolls back, every Friday, and gives a second chance to a post he had published on the same date, years before. I thought it was a great way to remember some of the stuff I did a while back, and I decided…… Continue reading The woodpecker… (January 13th FFF)

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Bittersweet story – FFFC

. Ginger Brad tiptoed through the doorway. It had been almost two weeks since his lovely cookie-dough better half had caught him nibbling on the neighbour’s sugary buttons. It wasn’t their first fight but admittedly, this time he had gone too far. I’m home, Honeybee! – He risked. She walked into the room, and for…… Continue reading Bittersweet story – FFFC

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Next!

  Putting on her best smile, she adressed the reflection in the mirror. Ok my dear… What are we going for, today? The blonde knew what she wanted, which was refreshing. She hated having to go through every album and fashion catalogue, trying to find the look. Look that pretty much never fitted either the client’s…… Continue reading Next!

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Early morning…

  Entering their home, tip toeing his way in, hoping she’d still be sound asleep in their bedroom, he suddenly came to a halt when he spotted her silhouette on the couch. He hadn’t seen her move, just yet, but there was no light on in the living room and she was wrapped in shadows…… Continue reading Early morning…