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Fairytales #3

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He pulled up with a spray of gravel showering from his tyres; approached a revamped building and disappeared under a sign saying 'The Enchanted Castle' in pink neon. Jack cycled home to Google and form a plan.
It was a fortnight later when he returned.

A menacing beast of a man who looked like he could squeeze the life from you with his bare hands blocked the doorway.

"Members only!" He said with a slight Cornish lilt.

Jack nodded, slid the kitchen knife sharply forward and sliced deep through the doorman's padded Puffa and into his pudding of a body.

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