My Name Is Red
I am nothing but a corpse now, a body at the bottom of a well. Although I drew my last breath long...
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No One Belongs Here More Than You
The Shared Patio Vincent was on the shared patio. I’ll tell you about this patio. It is...
Indian Camp
At the lake shore there was another rowboat drawn up. The two Indians stood waiting.
Nick and his father got in the stern…
