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Coat drawn tight around his shrivelled body ,Sam stood ,stooped over against the cold and shifted his weight laboriously onto his walking stick,on the rough cobbles of Swan Street.
I've already posted bits of this story, but I realised that I never actually posted the end. So, I decided to post the whole thing in four or three parts, and, well, here's the first one.
Ouch, thought Timmy, as his eyes blinked slowly, blearily trying to focus his eyes to the harsh light.
I am writing a detective story in English, and thought I might put the start of it on Opuss, to see what you think. I woke in a cold sweat, eyes darting frantically around the room.