Thursday, 28 July 2011


As the dark and mysterious stranger approached, Angela bit her lip anxiously, hoping with every nerve, cell, and fiber of her being that this would be the one man who would understand – who would take her away from all this – and who would not just squeeze her boob and make a loud honking noise, as all the others had
Ali Kawashima, the winner of the Romance category for the Bulwer-Lytton prize, an annual challenge “to compose the opening sentence to the worst of all possible novels”.

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