Quite unprepared for it, Donald found himself adrift in the ocean of adulthood.
Stability bored him and unpredictability scared him. But one thing he was sure about
was shaking the dust of Pobblestrum off his feet once and for all.
In moving to the outskirts of Bogcragston, he exchanged Ladies and Knights
for ladies of the night, wychert-lined alleyways for litter-lined streets and cob
cottages for derelict hovels.
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