So I have: A female television presenter. A stabbing. A blind man. An errant son. A couple of baddies. Oh, and a woman who likes women. (Well, I think she does.)
What do I do with that lot?
Actually, I know exactly what I'm going to do with them. It's going to be great. Trust me.
And I am *really* sick of the snow.
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