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No time again for story notes, but I am compiling them -- or rather saving them. It's mostly to do with not quite having mastered copy and paste and formatting on the Tiny Shiny yet, not to mention not having Semagic so that I can multi-site post when I post to Copperbadge.

Anyway, here's chapter ten. As eleven ends on a really brutal cliffhanger, I will not be posting it tomorrow, but I will be posting 11 and 12 together on Tuesday.

So here is Chapter Ten of Nameless. Christopher shovels his porch and gets a sharp shock; things are not like Lucas thought they would be.

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"Wolfe said his orchids were like concubines- he spent thousands on them, raised them to the peak of their perfection, and then gave them away. He had never sold one." - Rex Stout

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Hearing an Irishman say, "Well, we'll just go up to White Castle, then," has got to be one of the strangest moments this year to date.