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2 short stories published today by Australian Reader - fans of my work, please consider rating them for me (at bottom of each text) - that would be grand

The Bruces by Brentley Frazer http://www.australianreader.com/index.php?section=articles&articleID=760&page=1&subCategory=11

Deep in the Woods by Brentley Frazer http://www.australianreader.com/index.php?section=articles&articleID=761&page=1&subCategory=11

A new short story in my Facebook group - considering some of the feedback I have recieved from my readers, a mixture of hilarity and concern, I must point out that it is Fiction,  just a literary study of a an outsider driven to madness - http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=83622751284

There is a LOT of fantastic street art in Paris - here are two stencils which jumped right off the wall, Artists unknown, perhaps a collective?

and London is abound with outstanding street art as well - here are two pieces - 1 by (I am assuming because of the tag) by T.WAT and of below that, of course, a Banksy I came across on the side of a pub in Victoria Park.

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Paris is an abattoir
a human slaughter house
I stand where the burning man
watched Margot smile as he died

I smoke a cigarette in the square
where Jacques deMolay entertained
his Templars with tales of battles
with the unholy infidel

And then I imagine taxis filled
with soldiers speeding to the outskirts
Hitler on the bridge his soldiers saying
this city never looks at you

The generations of Whores in Pigalle
offering pussy or arse to the tourists
teenage girls posing in front of Moulin
Rouge for their facebook friends

I love Paris even the hustlers
selling caramel bars saying it’s hash
and the gypsies in Belleville pushing
stinking rags and phone chargers

I love Paris though the sun
makes the streets smell feculent
and the discarded fruit from the
markets clogs the gutters.

Spent an hour at the grave of my hero Charles Baudelaire today - spent another hour looking for the cenotaph in his memory but could not find it - was raining very heavy and my boots filled with water - here’s a pic of the cenotaph I could not find - going back soon for another search.

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My literary tour of Paris continues, a visit to the apartment where Victor Hugo resided1832 - 1848

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