On the street I saw one of my former employees, and she gave me a Heil Hitler salute. […]
“He talked on unusual themes. He mentioned Canon Law, syphilis, and irregular verbs. He recited verse, bad verse […]
Yvette Greslé: Your work is interesting to me because it re-visits the question of art and the political in […]
Dat was de time ya stole me Da’s car. ‘member? Fair play. Fair play man. How aisy the […]
My words are smoother than the essential oils the Taoiseach last week had his parliamentary assistant rub into […]
It’s not about strength; it’s about balance. These were the sage words of advice from my rock-climbing friend, […]
Big Graham lived in a tree for a while. That was the story, well that was one of […]
[1] My mother’s pen name was Trung Duong. [2] “Category B: works considered as decadent by the authorities. […]
Reb’s alarm went off at 8, but he was already awake. He lay there listening to it for […]
He stood there, not knowing what to say to people he had met once before, about six months […]
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