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Jim refilled his glass, took a swig and toyed with a piece of skin hanging off his blistered lips. / “Deniz lives in this old office above an electrical store. Right next to the port. Keeps on maki…
Another spasm. It’s excruciating. What did they feed me?
The alarm screeches to life, dragging my weary body from deep, precious sleep. I lie beneath warm sheets, squinting at the red digits hovering in the dark next to my bed, thinking about the exhausting…
To the casual observer, Margaret wouldn’t have looked all that different to any other businesswoman standing in the lobby of the Rialto that Monday morning. Scant makeup, spine erect, a resolute gli…
A gentle zephyr ripples the dense foliage of the forest. The old oak peers down at her tendinous roots. Balefully gazes up at the mauve clouds drifting across the wan moon. This week, the Visitor w…
Sam leaned his head back and closed his eyes, slipping in amidst the sweaty bodies on the dancefloor. He felt Jacko’s hands frantically massaging his shoulders as the deafening bass thudded double t…