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Act Two  Chapter Twenty

Gobble-de-Gook Café

-‘How can it be free? It’s impossible.’-


We’d planned to go on free-bikes, but I was much too wrecked. And Lucy could hardly sit down. We called an air-cab. As we were waiting we watched a high yellow crane, swinging the green head of a windmill above the clinic.

       -‘More clean energy?’- she said. Continue reading