Crossroads.
Seventy-seven sausages in seventeen minutes, that's his record.
Today is Saturday, the 21st of July 2018.
» There is no such thing as a llama in this apartment! « Brother Brimstone cries out and slams the front door shut leaving the penthouse to the staircases.
» There is no such thing as a brother Brimstone in this apartment! « The llama cries out leaving the penthouse to the roof terrace without slamming the glass door shut.
And in this moment they both are right. No llama and no brother in my penthouse-apartment on the roof of 666 Whitaker Lane in Bromford, the friendly town by the shore and seaside.
Crossroads.
I did not invite them, both of them. And they obviously do not like each other.
Only one big Bibble remaining and drowning in dust and despair and disbelieve …
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