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Higher Education Plaintive thoughts x-press The literary canon From Belloc to Hesse Or political works of Aristotle &; Hess Greatest Erudition...

Foreign Goalkeepers Kostelnik kicks like a girl Chilavert has a corpulent frame Lindenberger flaps like an acrobat Pfaff has an amusing name Konsel...

Democracy V (Club Hepatitis) When the Euro comes They'll surely round Prices up And wages down The NHS is slowly shrinking Yoof is watching, no-ones...

My phone rings at 1 am in the morning and I feel too sleepy to answer it. I curse those who are night creatures and don't hesitate to dial wrong...

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Bloomsbury Competition

The eye opes the blank door of tomorrow, yesterday 12:47 daze to let the dead pass. A boy in a mackintosh looks through the revolvers of time as...

I can't help staring at you. At the long scar that works its way down the side of your left leg. You're wearing a red dress and I sit in the dark, huddled with my chin on my knees. Sometimes I think you must be a magic woman because the fire is almost too hot even from my position, and you're no more than an arm's length away. Your clothes should have caught fire by now, but you don't seem bothered by the heat at all. And as you continue to dance around the furnace, closer than anyone else can manage, twirling your red dress so that the flames try to lick the hem, I can only think about your scar.

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