“The rain's been racing earthwards as if with some religious or political fanaticism. The clouds have the look of dark internal bleeding. Surely you lot look up from Cosmo while this sort of thing's going on? Surely you take a Playstation break?”

Glen Duncan

Glen Duncan - “The rain's been racing earthwards as if...” 1

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