<p>8:20 on a morning where you could cut the fog with a spoon and dish it up to unsuspecting children, Dick found himself in an alleyway. And like most alleyways, there was a body. And Adhere. He seems to hang around Alleyways a lot. And bars. And circus tents. Anyway, with a new body comes a new lead, and a new lead can lead to other leads that can lead to answers or dead ends that bring us back to alleyways. </p>

8:20 on a morning where you could cut the fog with a spoon and dish it up to unsuspecting children, Dick found himself in an alleyway. And like most alleyways, there was a body. And Adhere. He seems to hang around Alleyways a lot. And bars. And circus tents. Anyway, with a new body comes a new lead, and a new lead can lead to other leads that can lead to answers or dead ends that bring us back to alleyways.

<p>8:20 on a morning where you could cut the fog with a spoon and dish it up to unsuspecting children, Dick found himself in an alleyway. And like most alleyways, there was a body. And Adhere. He seems to hang around Alleyways a lot. And bars. And circus tents. Anyway, with a new body comes a new lead, and a new lead can lead to other leads that can lead to answers or dead ends that bring us back to alleyways.&nbsp;</p>

Red Tinkles

It's a classic tale. A lone detective, a dark town, and a victim with a cod piece stuck in their ear. It's the sort of murder that could turn one to drink, to shun society and start a jazz band in his mother's basement. But not Dick. A man who's not quite Poirot, Sherlock, or Jake Peralta, but a man whose very much...well, Dick. Accompanied by a pallet of colourful characters, sharp tongues, wit and humour, we follow Dick and co on a bizarre journey to find truth, justice, and just how long a telephone cord really is.

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Red Tinkles

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