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by alan-mcclure

Ma haimmer stalled midswing, a foot, yet, frae the nail - frozen, useless and bizarre. "Whit the hell?" I gasped, tryin tae budge it. I got my shouder ahent it, gie'd it a shove, but nothin. It just hung there. Turns oot it wis installin updates. It's a fuckin screwdriver noo, and that nail hings hauf oot the waw, grinnin at me.
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