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He Was The Worst Dancer I Had Ever Seen

He was the worst dancer I had ever seen, all lies and left feet and the charmed ignorance of a baked bean. But without doubt there was reason, full of well-seasoned perfected truths honed in the fortress of his mind.

Flashback Friday #6- The Bookshop

Around 18 months ago, I started writing about this character, but I never actually found out his name. He ran a bookshop that he had inherited. He is probably autistic, and has tenancies toward being a savant.

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