On Thursday April seventeenth 2031, I will be landing in Edinburgh, Scotland. Eventual destination after the bags are unpacked and the jet lag has cleared, is the Southern Cross Cafe. I will be at an inside table, working on my fourth novel. It's chilly in April, work will commence outside in June. There'll be a flat for rent over a bakery, in the older…
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