ExtrangeExtranger Than FrictionENTOPTICS- November 20, 2006 We were early with nerves. We sat in the McDonald's across the road and drank their thin hot chocolate, and through the plate glass windows people's breath steamed in the November air. Inside, my little brother pulled at his necktie and paced up and down, practising his own warm speech under his breath, and the ...http://www.extrange.com/?p=71 |