Gallot
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Last published Sun, Nov 26, 2017
Gallot (I don't know how that's pronounced. If I were to guess I would say it almost rhymes with mellow) is a weird sort of dude. He knows things, Gallot does, deep things. I never really understood him.
This is a short story. It is only 1,200 odd word long, which is about three A4 pages. 99p/99c is the cheapest I could make it. It is a snack for the mind.
I must have written it in a drunken stupor one night and forgot all about it. I have no recollection of writing it. The file was created in August 2017 and I came across it a few days ago while I was clearing up my desktop of the many many files that lay strewn across it.
I think I was having an existential crisis at the time. I remember that! Man, that was a weird time.
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