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The screeching was right down hellish. The valley was filled with followers of Gog and Magog and the smell of blood hung in the air. The men tried to reach the hilltop with all their might, whoever had command of the high plateau, Armageddon, had the advantage of the battle. The travel portal flashed light blue and hordes of men...
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06/12/2017 20:40
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Lou emptied the last traps and the twisting eels lay at the bottom of his boat. The moon was good and that always affected the catch. Now he picked up one of the umbrellas where short lines with hooks hung from each truss. He had carefully pricked the bait around the hooks, otherwise the eels would not bite. He could not complai...
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25/01/2018 07:09
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Lou walked to the café in the Dapperstreet and was deeply satisfied. "Hey Lou," the bartender called out to greet him as he stepped through the door, "what will it be?" "Just do me a young one," Lou answered, and a little later he was sitting behind his gin. The market was coming to an end and here and there stalls were being u...
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26/01/2018 07:28
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'Welcome good friends,' Marius said, 'we all thought that you had forgotten about us.' 'We were stopped by a bunch of idiots with spears,' replied Gillianos 'and Kratos found it necessary to call our town by the Greek name.' 'That will never change,' I smiled, 'we know what the city is called. 'It does not matter,' thought Mariu...
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11/03/2016 06:37
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Wat zie je als je de tekst van het Koningslied tot in detail analyseert? Grammaticale fouten en onzinnige passages, volgens Wim Da...
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06/03/2016 14:21
Door San Daniel gepubliceerd in
Ricardo the priest was seated with crossed legs in front of the group who waited with great attention how the meeting would be closed. He put down his almost empty cup and listened happily to the symmetrical blows on chisels, reaching from outside. You heard the continuous rhythmic drum followed by the sound of steel on steel. H...
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14/11/2017 19:08
Door San Daniel gepubliceerd in
The TV was on at full blast in the hotel when we entered. It was always like that in Andalucia and it had taken a while for San to accept that it was seen as a "cozy" background noise. At the bar there were some men talking, who very clearly were only passing time. "That's where we are going," said Celema and approached the grou...
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22/06/2017 17:00
Door Edwin Bruinooge gepubliceerd in
Sommige nummers blijven te horen op de radio, ook al was het meer dan vijftig jaar geleden dat ze een hit waren. Sommige artiesten...
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18/03/2016 11:09
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That place was no good for several reasons. I had felt that something was alive in there, maybe in that space or a similar space like it. Something that had reached out for me, searching for me and I was glad to have been outside again. The feeling only disappeared several steps away from the opening. 'It was perhaps wise to bri...
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26/01/2016 19:28
Door San Daniel gepubliceerd in
It was morning, early in the morning and San thought of his fields, his beautiful vineyards, full of promise. The fledgling green dewy miniature bunches of grapes that were forming and he smiled to himself. This was the day he had postponed and over which he had thought a lot and deliberated. He decided to settle the matter and ...
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25/01/2016 19:15
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Boisemont lay in bed and tossed restlessly from one side to the other. He had had a lot to process, and it was therefore with a sense of satisfaction that he felt how sleep finally won of the rational cluster fighting for attention in his head. 'Tomorrow is another day,' was about the last thing that was produced as his "own" th...
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16/10/2016 03:48
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Gadil looked up in surprise. The two men were standing beside his writing desk. 'What final destination,' he asked? 'We should not waste time, be a good boy, come on,' replied the giant who went by the name of Quirck, 'you wanted to go to Pakistan, we need to get you started.' Gwan Gadil looked outside but saw that the sentry's ...
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