{"id":29492,"date":"2025-10-13T05:48:53","date_gmt":"2025-10-13T04:48:53","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/stuartmillerosborne.com\/?p=29492"},"modified":"2025-10-13T06:50:24","modified_gmt":"2025-10-13T05:50:24","slug":"the-bookshop-at-the-end-of-the-world","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/stuartmillerosborne.com\/index.php\/2025\/10\/13\/the-bookshop-at-the-end-of-the-world\/","title":{"rendered":"The Bookshop at the End of the World"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Bunty was in bed with Des <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Under their stars and stripes duvet <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">She was dreaming but awake at the same time <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Bunty did not like Des&#8217;s hairy back<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">As it made him look like ann ape <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">In return she was told her breasts were too small <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p 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