old world monkey
The occasional journal of Patrick StPaul.
Thursday, 28 February 2013
The crash
The wreckage lay there for seven months before it was removed. Of the pilot who came to grief that afternoon in late July nothing remained save a single glove, swamped in the ditch that smelled only of rotting canvas and the nests of mice.
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