First there was the bailiff, and we broke the bailiff. Then there was God, and we broke God. And lastly there was cock, and we broke that too. Freed ground. Freed religion. Freed the body. It’s a rainy day in middle England and Stucley returns home from War to find his land untended, his sheep … Continue reading The Castle
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