Slept too long to remember my dreams. All I know is the first concerned a WWII spy in a brown pin striped suit and matching fedora. It wasn't a particularly good dream, the second was better and longer but seems to have completely escaped me.
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Available as an ebook, soon to be released in paperback, Pottsgrove Manor and Saint Michael's Cemetery is another Pennsylvania picture... -
Sleep, it used to be every other day twice as much, the same went for dreams. Seems with Fall came every three days thrice as much. First,... -
Sir Frankie Crisp wears Mummy's sixties costume pearls. He's not falling for the drugged cream. He said, too bad, witch. That bitch ...