I always dreamed of being well-versed in the classics; proficient in Latin, faster than bears, able to sip orange juice with Socrates on the balcony of his Caravan… We had many many good times but they had to end, my friends. For the classical age was doomed to end the moment all its records were eaten by [...]
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This story was found under a treasure chest at the back of the local post office last week after close on Thursday. It was guarded by a number of snapping turtles and a small rose bush. In the end we all had a soda.
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Calmer Karma
Katy Wimhurst
A wolf’s eyes normally gleam cold and sharp, like a metallic [...]
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Posted in April 2008, stories on May 12, 2008 | 1 Comment »
I knew there would be trouble, of course, the minute I realised the wind was blowing backwards. How I quite ended up in this spot I have no idea. I can only assume the maps were ironic.
Here is this week’s story.
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Casting
By Matt Shaner
My father and I flew into Dallas/Fort Worth airport in late December. Snow [...]
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It’s been four long months since Dog versus Sandwich began its march toward greatness (or alternate destinations) with its bowler hat escalloted firmly to its head and a marching stick marching beside it, covered with ants of potential and stink bugs of ongoing maintenance… in that time I’ve learnt a lot about myself, not least [...]
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