'You told me that love and hate were two different sides of the coin and that was where our tragedy began. It took me an epoch to realise that love and hate were always on the same side and perhaps that was why we began to destroy each other.'
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Story by sleazybaby
Charades of a pied piper
On a cold windy night, a boy is brutally murdered. Desperate to find the perpetrator, a young lawyer marks he...