The Snow that Flurried like Bouncing Guppies A Short Story by John Doe Phillip Nolan had always loved sleepy Oxford with its vacant, vigorous volcanoes. It was a place where he felt relaxed. He was a thoughtless, popular, whiskey drinker with solid fingernails and pointy toes. His friends saw him as a cooing, calm carer. Once, he had even helped a breakable chicken cross the road. That's the sort of man he was.
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