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Mad Joan Well, I’d never met the lady, but she certainly was a topic of conversation amongst the people I normally talk to. I have my weekly meeting with Arnold at the café and he was there, as usual, this day. Arnold was a part time writer/artist of indeterminate age who lived in a hut at the back of a friend’s property. He took busses and walked everywhere. “She was there, again, today.” He said. “Who?” I asked. “Mad Joan.” he said. Arnold had told me a bit about her before, how she had bee...

Sequences 80 1. It’s a bit of a bind to be young and struggling. We hang together as friends bound by the upmost trivia. There will always be people who are so upwardly mobile that they will slag their friends mercilessly. The judge enjoyed ceremonial hangings though it isn't done now. The bad weather was enough to make your stomach curl. The whole world is soaked in blood and we distinguish whose with great severity. Be grateful for being alive for so many wake up dead. If your body has been...