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CLARENCE DOCK

When I tell my friend, Jenny, that I am holding a writing workshop at the Cottage Road Cinema she lets out a bitter laugh.“Oh God, don’t mention the Cottage Road Cinema.”

Instantly I know, from the way she’s raised her eyebrows to their highest point, who this is about. “What happened at Cottage Road Cinema was one of the worst things he ever did,” she says solemnly.

Stories about Tom, of which there are hundreds, start with the understanding that Tom is a force of nature that

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