Barry Manilow - as told by Frank Sonderborg - 500 Word Open Mic Event


The Written Word Groups 2nd Anniversary and 4th 500 Word Open Mic Event

14th February 2025 - Kubatin - Hostal Meson - Arboleas

A story about the Earth getting hit with an Asteroid and our music selection




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