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A Liar and a Thief

Writers’ conferences always brought out the most bookish of folk, reflected Axel. Then he bumped into Lulu. They chatted genially about Gunter Grass and blogging, Georg Pabst and, funnily enough, Jonathan Livingston Seagull, when she dropped the unexpected. “Thing is, my father was a donor. I was brought up by two women.” A throw-away line, …

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Madame Li

When Shona arrived in Paris in the early eighties, she set herself up as a teacher of mandarin. Being young and inexperienced, she advertised herself on the university notice boards as Madam Li. In time Madam Li’s would become a successful school, but in those early days, Shona lived very much hand to mouth, travelling …

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Horton Tarot Card

A Liar and a Thief

Writers’ conferences always brought out the most bookish of folk, reflected Axel. Then he bumped into Lulu. They chatted genially about Gunter Grass and blogging, Georg Pabst and, funnily enough, Jonathan Livingston Seagull, when she dropped the unexpected. “Thing is, my father was a donor. I was brought up by two women.” A throw-away line, …

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Astrid

Astrid and her boyfriend, Pieter lived clearly delineated, almost separate lives in Amsterdam. This was partly due to Pieter’s work as a DJ. Often he was away doing the club circuit; Astrid herself had grown tired of clubs and yearned for more aesthetic things. Be that as it may, Astrid was not unhappy with this …

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The Joker

Twenty-eight

The novel in 28 chapters was set in a fictional – one assumes – South American country. A series of murders take place among the high-ranking officials of the government. The protagonist, a detective named Q ordered to investigate the murders can find no solution to the crimes… Quibbling it may be, but it’s hard …

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The Joker

The English Teacher

You may well ask why I look to the horizon when my little ship is adrift in the gutter. When Achille Lombardo told me he had started doing English lessons, I laughed my head off. If I was the worst in the class at school, Achille Lombardo was not far behind. “Achille,” I said. “Remember …

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