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Michael Marshall Smith
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Michael Marshall Smith: The Dark Land
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For want of anything better to do, and in the spirit that keeps my room austerely tidy when there are other things I should be doing, I...
Michael Marshall Smith: The man who drew cats
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Old Tom was a very tall man. He was so tall he didn’t even have a nickname for it. Ned Black, who was at least a head shorter, had bee...
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Michael Marshall Smith: This Is Now
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"Okay," Henry said. "So now we're here." He was using his "So entertain me" voice, and he was co...
Michael Marshall Smith: Later
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I remember standing in the bedroom before we went out, fiddling with my tie and fretting mildly about the time. As yet we had plenty, ...
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Michael Marshall Smith: To Receive Is Better
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I’d like to be going by car, but of course I don’t know how to drive, and it would probably scare the shit out of me. A car would be mu...
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