Cherrypicked stories

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Nine

Another autobiographical trawl
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The Eighties

Infancy was perilous Like in the playground Somebody tied razor blades To the hand-rail of the slide. Dad blamed glue-sniffers, his
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SHIRL

Remembering sopmeone from the past
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Goggle

Goggle For the first time we are going to spend Christmas with my boyfriend's family. "I have to warn you," he says, "my parents are a little strange...
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Work Diary, 2/8/04

Work Diary, 2/8/04 (early-early-oh-god-it's-early-Sunday-morning) Ugh. I feel like shit. I went out last night, came home with a boy named Alfred. As...
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Loose Women

Eight year old Tim's Story
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Mrs. Jackson speaks.

Mrs. Jackson talks about her troubled son.
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V: Monkey Magic

Hiiiiiiiyaaaaa!!
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Work Diary, 1/30/04

Work Diary, 1/30/04 1. I'm sick. My head feels like it's been deflated twice-over and I woke up this morning with a cone of dried snot in my left...
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Don't Jump I'll Miss Celebrity Squares

A fed up copper tries to save a 'jumper' with a dash of honesty
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Pay-Off

Mad Benny has a debt to pay - but he can't do anything straightforwardly.
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No Disco.

When you are this perfect ? people love to see you fall.
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Ballad of the Broken Strings

Jackie and Jane dug Joni Mitchell at the Coffee Cup Cafe in New York they promised each other they'd write songs together in the days before before...
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The Last Glass

The last moments together of a German SS officer and a Jewish prisoner in Auschwitz.
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Sleeping Beauty

fairy tale
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On The Buses

When Richard has to use the bus for work he sees a different side of life
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The Most Annoying Boy In The World

Nothing Godd Ever Came Out Of War
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Would You Like That With Rice Sir?

'Would you like that with rice sir?' I don't know why I'm bothering to be polite. He hasn't made the effort to even look at me. He's picking his nose...
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Work Diary, 1/24/04

Work Diary, 1/24/04 1.I was sitting outside having a cigarette and noticed the difference in width between my left and right palms. The right is...
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Burning bush

In the rocks, The bleat of a sheep Echoes, and his sandals Are ochred with red dust. He wants to know a little Of his real family, of The song of his...

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