For three days I fought my way along roads packed with refugees, the homeless, burdened with boxes and bundles containing their valuables. All that was of value to me was in London, but by the time I reached their little red-brick house, Carrie and her father were gone.
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Jeff Wayne WOTW
29/05/2025
Jeff Wayne WOTW
29/05/2025
Jeff Wayne WOTW
29/05/2025
Jeff Wayne WOTW
29/05/2025