The Captive
So this is what it has come to. Smoking crack in a dumpster. I guess it could be worse. I could still be chained by the ankles in that dungeon. Read More
The Captive
So this is what it has come to. Smoking crack in a dumpster. I guess it could be worse. I could still be chained by the ankles in that dungeon. Read More
Eric was spreading butter on toast at his breakfast table.
“What an amazing invention, these transitory tables are!” said Clarence. “They are breakfast tables in the morning, and by the time you have gotten home from work, they are dinner tables!” Read More
Catriona and Micheal were trying to decide if they should go out to a friend’s party early, or arrive just on time. Read More
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Dave is waiting outside the hairdressers for his wife of 4 years, Mary-Belle. She told him not to be late, but he was five minutes late. Despite this, she is not ready, as her hair is still drying in the curlers. To step out in curlers would be an offense to style and grace that Mary-Belle would never allow. Read More
Standing outside the betting shop on a cold day, a cup of coffee steaming in a styrofoam cup in one hand and a hand rolled cigarette in the other, Glen is invisible to the people passing by on the busy main street. He would normally use this as an opportunity for people watching, but on this particular day he has just about had his fill of people. Read More
The World of Albert Snodoloberm
Musings and books from a grunty overthinker
Giving First-hand experiences of European cities
star-struck literature
The future of governance and values in the post-human era