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No. 38: ‘sss- SO WE MEET AGAIN, SHELVA,’ SAYS CECILY THE SNAKE

By Raji Singh (the further adventuring of my great grandmother, Shelva Fiction) Last Week:  Shelva enjoys a warm soak in a just discovered hot springs inside her hired hand’s, Efraim Ephraim’s, man-cave.  Efraim partakes.  Their mule, Sir Winston leaps in.  … Continue reading

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