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SPIN CYCLE
She tapped her fingers on the worktop. If she could just figure out this ending. She picked up the cup. Empty. Time for a refill. The background noise abated as the spin cycle ended. The words were all there, it just wasn’t singing to her. This was the one, the one that would win her…
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TAKE ME OUT TO THE BALL GAME
First game back. I stick to the same routine. A drink in Craft & Draft beforehand. All the old guys are there, arguing about the roster for the season ahead. They don’t fancy our chances. Walk the same route and in Gate 42, our superstition even though it never guaranteed a win. Take our usual…
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THE PHILOSOPHICAL DIVIDE
One side of the building faced out onto the street. From the window, she watched the world pass her by. Her view was constantly changing – different people, cars, buildings, all came and went over the decades. It was enough for her to watch and admire. She sat, content. The other side of the building…
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THE ROMANTIC
He scrawled the heart on their bench, the tears streaming down his face matching the grey sleet that slashed across the sky. She would know, she would see what she had done to him. This was where they had met, on this bench. This was where she had told him it was over, that she…
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HE NEVER LEFT
Heading downtown, with a one way ticket out of here. Nothing left for me in this one-horse town. It’s time to go and find my fortune elsewhere. This is my destiny. ‘Yo, Mikey!’ Who’s that at the window? Julie? Man, she is hot, even in tracksuit bottoms and wet hair. ‘Hey, Julie.’ ‘Where you headin’?’…
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Iain Kelly 