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Sam and Anna meet on the sidewalk in front of their apartment building. Sam is coming home. Anna is on the way out. It's strange because over breakfast Sam told Anna that he would be home all day, while Anna told Sam that she would be at work all day. What are they keeping from…
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I’m sorry but I’m going to write about my cat again. Last time I concluded that if I could just improve myself, become a more generous interpreter of…
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“We need some more bread,” the man at the pasta shop shouted at his wife. They sell many varieties of fresh pasta throughout the week, and on Thursdays…
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In the news agency at the airport there was a makeshift bookshelf. It was made from red cardboard. On each row sat a white, hardcover book. On the front…
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At two o’clock on a hot day I was standing on Smith Street trying to decide what to have for lunch, or rather standing on the corner of Smith Street and…
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The beaches I enjoy most are city beaches. Where you can run your hands through the sand and pull out a chip packet. Or you are wading waste deep in the…
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The morning Novak Djokovic was expelled from Australia we ran out of toilet paper at the studio where I work. I walked to the supermarket to buy some…
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When my cat was a kitten, I wiggled my fingers as if they were little creatures and he’d pounce at them. He is the first cat I’ve owned and I didn’t…
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