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The Naked Beat

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The organist, who looked like a schoolteacher, complete with horn-rimmed glasses and a sour facial expression, began playing a mournful hymn as the doors opened again. It was the old gang from the café: Alex, his girlfriend Marilyn, Skip, and all the other wastes of space. Since they all already dressed in black they didn't even have to change their clothes. I stood up and motioned for the organist to keep playing. She winked at me, understanding my hand gestures, God bless her heart.

I quickly walked back to the vestibule, to stop them coming in the actual chapel...

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    Christopher over 7 years ago

    My 400th drabble. I've always stressed quality over quantity, but that's still a lot of drabbles I've racked up!

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    Neville Hunt over 7 years ago

    Many congratulations, Christopher. That's quite an achievement and some excellent reading along the way!

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    Christopher over 7 years ago

    Thank you all so much for your support and your encouragement. It means a lot.

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