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    Cuba Libre – The Harlistas. A scene from my new WIP

    August 5, 2025 - By Paul Templeman

    The billboard on Avenida 26 that had celebrated 50 years of the triumph of the revolution for as many years as Northwick could remember, now displayed a brightly coloured picture of a coral reef with the words: ‘Cuba Libre: restoring Cuba’s coral reefs.’ The Harley sang with two voices, an…

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    Cuba Libre – a Sequel to The Man Who Spoke to Rocks

    July 8, 2025 - By Paul Templeman

    Dolores was transfixed. A religious fervour crackled in the air of the mouldy hall. She leaned forward in her seat, hands poised to clap. Elegant hands with a fresh manicure that she noticed even if others didn’t. Beneath a golden banner bearing the words ‘Libre Coin,’ a stocky man with…

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    The Man Who Spoke to Rocks – Prologue and Chapter One

    June 23, 2025 - By Paul Templeman

    Prologue Macao Village, Dominican Republic ‘Iye, iye, iye,’ they cried.        A skinny kid wore a YSL belt to hold up the trousers of his funeral suit and played a bamboo trumpet. The trumpet wailed above the revving scooters and tattoo of the drums. The sun flashed on his belt…

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    My Last Hope – A prologue

    May 6, 2025 - By Paul Templeman

    Berlin Zoo – July 1945 Even the summer sun was ashamed to show its face, shrouded by ashen clouds that glowed as if from distant shell fire. Dust hung leaden in the air, and carcasses of once proud buildings spilled their viscera onto desolate streets where the contents of former…

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    The Last Elm Tree in New York – a Short Story

    April 29, 2025 - By Paul Templeman

    They were sitting without touching, side by side on the couch watching the latest AI Studios blockbuster on the wallscreen. It was a Tuesday. Or a Wednesday. Molly was wearing something blue that submerged her in the blue glow of the room. A headline scrolled along the foot of the…

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  • The Last Elm Tree in New York – a Short Story

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