http://slow.writerscafe.org/Andrew2401 The original writings of author Andrew2401 en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775985450 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Oh, wouldn't I like to bein 1925 when there was no colour.When smoking was whizzand laydees treated intercourseas an interminable bore,and pretended not to enjoy the tawdry nonsense whatsoever.When one could still dream ofsomething which approximated a futureonly halfway numbed by a world war w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Andrew2401/2855978/ I paid my pound, had faith.I tried to steer, it steered itself and somehow won - its wheels resisting every turn of mine.I reached for avocadoes.It veered towards the grapes.Loganberries tipped - escaped,cascading through the bottomof its heartless bars.It winged another trolley -whee.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Andrew2401/2855156/