Prose
By capoeiragem
some prose...
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We Don't Fall in Love Anymore
We don’t fall in love anymore. Not like we used to.
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Malandro
a lesson in love and 'malandragem'...short prose 600 words
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In the Mouths of Children
A young child waits to meet his newborn brother for the first time, and has something very important to ask him...rough draft so any comments/feedback on this one much appreciated!
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The Streets at Night
The streets are cold at night and yet not cold at all.
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Stéphane
Stéphane stepped out onto the pavement and winced at the soft crunch of the ground as it made contact with his outstretched foot.
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Jean Paul Sartre Is In My Cornflakes
JD Salinger once wrote that probably for every man there is at least one city that eventually turns into a girl, but I think the opposite is also true, that a girl can just as easily turn into a city.
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