I was so nearly first! This is an extract from something completely different - a longstanding idea that I had an idea for the first line of on the bus to work. I won't be picking it up as a project as yet, but it has made me feel enthusiastic about doing so in the future.
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The trolls were setting fire to the newspapers again.
In the old days, they had set fire to the telephone directories in the public telephone boxes. Telephone directories in phone boxes had long since gone the way of all flesh - or almost all flesh - but happily, free newspapers at the bus stop had come to replace them. The newspapers were replaced daily and the trolls, showing due consideration, waited to burn them until the evening. Strictly speaking they ought to have been recycled, but as long as they weren’t left blowing about the streets no-one particularly cared about that. There was no shortage of trees in the neighbourhood and general feeling was that the faint smell of smoke for an hour after sunset added to the charm of the place.
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The trolls were setting fire to the newspapers again.
In the old days, they had set fire to the telephone directories in the public telephone boxes. Telephone directories in phone boxes had long since gone the way of all flesh - or almost all flesh - but happily, free newspapers at the bus stop had come to replace them. The newspapers were replaced daily and the trolls, showing due consideration, waited to burn them until the evening. Strictly speaking they ought to have been recycled, but as long as they weren’t left blowing about the streets no-one particularly cared about that. There was no shortage of trees in the neighbourhood and general feeling was that the faint smell of smoke for an hour after sunset added to the charm of the place.
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