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Love Story 7

‘I’m not going to school,’ I said. ‘How no?’ she asked. ‘Cause,’ my voice cracked and went up a notch. ‘I’m no well.’ Her arm shot out and a cupped...
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Pick of the Month

The Cold Thesaurus

With political content and hoity-toity language.

The Essence of Memory

The house watched unfeeeling, as the turbulent sea crashed upon the slate-gray boulders guarding its shoreline. The sea air was redolent with brine...

15.2 Luna Mar

Few days later, he passed me an address of that firm on Avenida Medio, in the Florina half, in quarter mile walking distance from Huvafen. I located...
Cherry

Love Story 6

I vowed to God I’d work hard and turn myself around and no longer look at the stuck-together catalogue pages even if they were just sitting there...
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Old Movies.

Many of us have memories of rainy Sundays and monochrome films. The black and white world of westerns, swashbuckling adventures and kitchen sink...
Cherry
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The Dinghy - A Ned's Tavern Tale

Max and Stinky sat in the dinghy and cracked open two beers. “Tuna sandwich?” said Stinky. “Sure. It may be the only kinda fish we’ll see all day.”...
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15.1 Luna Mar

Next morning, I woke up around four and had a fast breakfast on bread and jam, two eggs and coffee at my kitchen-office cubicle. I turned on my...
Cherry

Love Story 5

Her underactive imagination had me thinking for both of us. How we should behave since we kinda agreed not to get formally engaged until I could...
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Nkosi Bayete!

As he passed knocked my friend on the head from behind, no time took him down a much bigger guy, Rooikat (lit “Red Cat”) the youngster pumping like a...