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Weekly Contest #363
It was bucketing down outside the line dancing event as Lorna sucked on a Regal King Size. She was a 39-year-old single mum pining for something, anything beyond her humdrum existence running after a feral kid while working on the tills at Tesco when Derek emerged from the venue. He was a decent looking bloke, maybe a bit bloated and balding but he had a friendly aura. He lit a cigarette and paused before breaking the heavy silence. "Like being in Nashville," he said. She cackled although she didn't get the joke. She assumed it was a joke be...
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