'Widower' by Bernard Jansen
He walked the streets, hand in his pockets, till dawn, again. A bed can be such a lonely place to spend the night.
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Added 15 Sep 2009. Ranked: 9131/9163. Send to a friend, see this author's other stories, or turn the page to the next story, or see stories in Freudian slips.
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