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A confession

From the white bench next to my house, I have a nice view of my beech hedge, of the main road, of the fruit trees in the neighbour’s garden. It is a...
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Simplicity meets its riddle

All week I have been looking forward to going to the theater on Friday night. With my youngest sister. We have not spoken or seen each other in...
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Cities contemplating jazz

A person needs images. Beautiful, powerful pictures that can withstand the rage of time. These beautiful, powerful sketches rest in our heads like...
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The machinery of night

“The fact that humanity still has some future is thanks to me!” Without batting an eyelid, the Dictator informs me of his opinion. He looks at me as...
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Looking for a happy fix

Immanuel looks at me and seems very happy. His broad arms pause on the threadbare armrests of the easy chair I bought in a thrift shop last year...
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