IF ONLY GOD WASN’T ALLERGIC TO KIWI FRUIT!

An early blog – thought I’d give it a run out a year later.

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Babylon, Pre 2nd millennium BC: It is early evening outside the Tower of Babel. Cain has been busking there most of the day. He has been performing his repertoire of Kris Kristofferson songs. ‘Help Me Make it Through the Night,’ as ever had tugged at his heartstrings. Dishevelled, his hair in dreadlocks; his attire a mix of cheesecloth and denim. A string a sharks teeth adorns his neckline. He has earned himself a few shekels this day. Not as much as he would have wished for in ‘high season’ yet with a recession on the tourists are not as generous as they once might have been.  He takes solace in the fact that Tracey aka ‘The Whore of Babylon’ has recently taken a shine to him. Some say she has, ‘The blood of the martyrs on her harlot hands,’ yet Cain believes her to be an absolute diamond…

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