neelwrites/fiction/short/fridayfictioneers/05/01/2017

Wheeling around By Neel Anil Panicker “America’s become his playing ground” ‘True, man,’ said Robert. Inhaling deep into his Cuban cigar, the very last in his possession, Richard banged his large h…

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