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Reflections of a working writer and reader

moblogging emile zola

Hi emile, i’m sitting in a small courtyard in =
central York with a black coffee and a mobile phone. No computer. The =
coffee is hot and slightly bitter. I sometimes think of you writing Nana by =
candle light with some kind of quill.
This note is written with my mobile.

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