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Jan and Pieter puffed and cursed as they lugged the last crate into the lock up. “Don’t forget we have to ship all this stuff back out again when we sell it!” “Don’t I know it! At least it will be smaller quantities.” “I am not sure this is the best place to store it, …
Irresistible… let’s go! Where we goin’? – Westward Ho! Around one hundred fifty years after the famous battle and just a few before George W Bush land-slid into the Governor’s house, Julia visited the Alamo mission. If this fact on its own does not appear germane to the following story, it could be argued that …
“Nothing but dream, shadow,”declared the boxer. Up by the pagoda, the thief came across a scene involving an old drunk and whore who reminded him perversely of his wife, even if she was never a harridan, or shrew. There was a certain way about the whore, perhaps common to all women in the middle of …
Over the obdurate face of a woman dressed in the black robes of a widow flowed a sequence of images involving: ground launch missiles, Stalinist propaganda posters, a convoy of tanks rolling through the desert. A mummified figure passed above a massed crowd of flaying and beating breasts; the bandages seemed to come loose over …
Wandering, lost among the crowds where I caught the strains of Luck, which was all it took to remind me of my good fortune… They had found a nice shaded spot on a park bench between a beech tree and the flowerbeds, the bees and hover flies, and the odd bobbing pigeon. His companion had …
O Texan Fyodor, you have plagiarised my heart! There was a hole in his shoe and his toes were sticking out of the sock. He pulled the blanket round him and put his hands down by his balls to keep warm. The blanket was soon wet, and he could not feel his toes. A passer-by …