Woman of Night
When Joseph Ballad came to his senses, he found himself at the mouth of the repulsive East End. The mud-covered streets let out stale dampness, which then amalgamated with the lethargic air prevalent in the vicinity. It mixed […]
Redemption
There was no tomorrow for Mr J___, or at least that was what it looked like when he sabotaged the brakes like a butcher. His olive green Santro, which travelled so far without a hiccup, let out a mechanical scream […]