Marco the Liar on How He Met His Wife (the third time) and Why The Fish in The Village of Ashingham Often Taste Like Copper

“Grandfather.”  “…”  “Grandfather!”  “Oh, sorry, I’d dropped off.”  “No naps before stories!”  “Twelve?”  “I see you remembered. Yes, I’m twelve. Well done.”  “Good. So, I’d like to tell you a heist story.”  “What’s a heist story.”  “It’s a story where I show how clever I am by stealing things.”  “Is that..moral?”  “Yes, in that the…

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