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Gu-Gu-Geoghegan — Chapter 14 of 32

“I have a pu-pu-proposition for you,” said Luke to Farrah. They were in his bedroom, Luke standing by the closed curtains pulling a sweater over his head, and she lying on the bed, wearing nothing but the hold-up tights he … Continue reading

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Gu-Gu-Geoghegan — Chapter 6 of 32

“And what time do you call this, young man?” said Vincent. He was wearing a Cure “Faith” T-shirt over a long-sleeved grey top, and was working on a PowerPoint presentation. “I’d a late night,” answered Senán. He took his rucksack … Continue reading

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Gu-Gu-Geoghegan — Chapter 5 of 32

“Come-come-come here to me,” said Luke quietly, one Tuesday evening towards the start of Senán’s shift. “Wu-wu-would you be wi-wi-willing to stay-stay on a bit lo-lo-lo-longer tonight? Do-do-do a bit of ex-ex-ex-extra work? We-we-we’ll pay you off-off-off the books. Cash … Continue reading

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Gu-Gu-Geoghegan — Chapter 2 of 32

“Now, here’s the man himself!” Francie Ryan clapped a hand on Senán’s shoulder and led him past the deli counter towards the bread section, to where a slight figure dressed all in navy stood looking warily at the pair. “This … Continue reading

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Gu-Gu-Geoghegan — Chapter 1 of 32

The spent stillness of early Monday evening hung over the Foundation. Most of the cubicles were empty and closed up, the doors of the offices that ran along two sides of the building similarly shut. There was only the odd … Continue reading

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