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In a thick coat with fur lining the hood, she, probably a first year psychology undergraduate on a day off due to snow, with heavy red lipstick, walks with a Frisbee in ...
The old gentleman walking down the street looked the same as ever—distinguished but slightly dishevelled, in a Bohemian style, a slow-walking European on an American main street, sad-faced, purposeful but ...
Bacteria Street Circus
scan the detail for spectators
blind maestro
hear the hoopla
when they zoom
up ...
Like anyone else I have a few regrets in life. Really, I wish I’d tried harder at piano lessons when I was a kid. I also feel bad about being ...
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Steven Appleby is one of Britain’s leading cartoonists. His work appears in the Guardian, ...
He brings her to the lab. What does she see? She sees me. She blinks. My timer beeps. She blinks again. I turn, take my test tubes off the rocker. ...
‘David? Are you awake?’
David turned in bed and opened his eyes. Katherine, his wife, stood in the doorway of the bedroom, silhouetted by the light that hung over the spiral ...
He always sits at the head of the table. He sees everyone, and notices them. He smokes neat little roll-ups made with black Rizlas and free trade imported tobacco. He’s ...
I sit in a classroom where I clearly do not belong. On the blackboard, the professor writes a scientific formula that stretches into its third line. What looks like high-end ...
There may have been an intergalactic consensus. A treaty or something, an agreement to leave us alone. Like not experimenting on animals. Or had we been part of an experiment ...
Sam feels the intense heat radiating from the bright light moments before he actually sees the tunnel of light. But once he spots it he’s off to the races. Sam ...
Spring is sprung, the grass is riz, and a young Londoner’s fancy turns to thoughts of what to do in the long April evenings. Well, Easter is packed with great ...