THE HIGH LIFE
Karl wasn’t
the sharpest knife in the drawer, but he was good at football – very good – and
was quickly snapped up by a major team.
He was
regularly front-page news, blinking in flashlights outside nightclubs with a
series of stunning girlfriends.
His team managed to keep his worst excesses out
of the papers – he was their golden boy as long as he kept scoring goals with
his world-famous headers. His life was the envy of many – until he developed a
blood clot on his brain.
Deprived
of the adulation on which he thrived, his downward spiral was swift, and
ultimately fatal.
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This week's photo is one which I took myself ! I was out for a walk one morning in Tenerife when I spotted this macabre still-life. To read how other writers inerpreted the image, go to https://rochellewisoff.com/ and follow the link.
This story is not the only one I've written this week - I am delighted to tell you that on http://visualverse.org/about-visual-verse/ you will find my name in the list of authors.
