‘Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears.’ Caesar was dead. Mark Antony, dressed in regulation toga, addressed the crowd. I was amongst them, a willing
I am a rational man. I know well the answer to the question “If a tree falls in the forest when no one is present
I was in that dream again; such a dream that shook my foundations, flooded my mind with deep and painful echoes of a life I
I’ve never been the first choice, or I suspect, the second or third, but I am the last man standing. Apparently, in the days of
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