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Caught in conversation

“… speaking of golden calves,” the imposing white-locked man took an electronic cigarette inhalation break, “they can nowadays be called dark violet donuts.” “I see,” the little grey man sitting across from him muttered. Unperturbed, Whitelocks continued, “I am, of … Continue reading

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The red desert

The desert is red. I’ve been living on its edge ever since I was born, that is thirteen years ago I’m told. I make pottery just like my father and mother. Sometimes we go to town to take the pottery … Continue reading

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