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  My name is Karl. I write things. I go places. I meet people. I owe money.

  My plan to visit 80 of the world's festivals - aka COLLECTIVE EFFERVESCENCE - is on hold. Sadly. Depressing, isn't it? No, not depressing. It's a challenge. And it's not over yet.

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  As Karl Webster...
  Rail Rage :: The London Underground Correspondence (a complaint letter)
  Duncan Bannatyne Walks Into A Bar (a joke)
  Nisha (a sexy chapter from a dead novel)
  A Week Before Christmas (a short story)
  Night Train (an unpleasant incident)
  The Ugly Truth :: Out Of The Bag (the end of Stan Cattermole)

  
  As Stan Cattermole...
  Bingo? Let's Play! (a correspondence with an idiot)
  The 30-Year-Old Virgin (Stan's first time with a lady)
  Enough To Put You Off Sex For Life (Stan's second time with a lady)
  Confessions of a Kitten-Fancier (Stan's first time with an animal)
  Sex in Cyberia :: Like a Leopard on a Dove (Stan's first time with a virtual lady)
  Of Cats and Men (Stan's dead cat)

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• Read My Book Why Don’t You?

  I did something slightly peculiar once. I kept a blog for two and a half years in which I pretended to be physically deformed. The blog was called Bête de Jour. I then wrote a book, still pretending to be deformed. This is it...

  
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  And this is it again with - in a marketing move that shocked everyone - a different title...
  
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  Then I went on the telly with a bag on my head, but that was just silly. I am, however, very proud of the book. Dave Gorman liked it too. It made him laugh a lot and cry twice. Good old Dave Gorman. If you like books, maybe you would like it too. No, you definitely would.