The Ballad of the Underwater Daughter

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Somewhere out there, in the murky no-man's-land between reality and “are you pulling my leg?” there's a mechanical island inhabited entirely by dads. Bodged together out of mangled metal and broken dreams, dad island is a flawed coping mechanism that barely manages to hold itself together. Then one stormy night, a tiny barnacle encrusted bottle floats into the harbour with a crumpled note inside which reads, "remember me?"

Author

Marc Parrett

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