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Michael´s Part

PARTS OF MICHAEL It was dark when Michael left the building of the bank where he worked. A huge Xmas tree in the lobby was glowing, competing with many other seasonal decorations in shops and institutions along the Brussels Inner … Continue reading

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Where there’s a will, there’s a way.

Michael pulled a chair close to her and sat down; his arms crossed over his chest. He sighed deeply.

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