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This is the first draft of a novel which I have decided to publish on the blog chapter by chapter as a work in progress. Any comments, suggestions, etc will be much appreciated. It will only be up temporarily.
I never sleep on the train. Never. So why am I waking up on the train? The late winter sunlight glints off the cars parked in the station car park. All different colours of metal, except one, a lime green. I close my eyes for a moment and then open them again.
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