Tag: #fowc
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BERLIN
It was gibberish to him. Maybe they could make something out of it back at the Circus. That’s what the codebreakers were there for after all. He made a mental note to forward on the complete transcript of the interrogation as soon as it was ready. Maybe he just didn’t want to believe what he…
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SEXUAL PREFERENCE
‘Do you have a preference?’ ‘About what?’ ‘Sex.’ ‘Huh?’ Arthur turned from the game on the television and looked at her. ‘That got your attention. Christmas dinner, turkey or duck?’ Arthur turned back to the game. ‘Whatever.’ ‘Fine.’ It would be nice if he took an interest, but she didn’t need him to. Her weekly…
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THE DESTROYER OF WORLDS
A body of work. That’s all I have at the end. All of it in the past. What will the future hold? I gave everything, at the expense of family and friends and love and finally, life. All to achieve the goal. The goal set by my leader. Did I do it for my country?…
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MR. VORACIOUS
He decided: from now on, whatever it was, he was going to do it voraciously. That’s what they said about all these successful people: Musk and Jobs and Bezos, they were obsessives and workaholics. Work hard, play hard. That was how to get ahead. So he would work longer hours and stop taking breaks and…
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SURVIVAL
I tried not to vomit as I peeled the fetid sock away from my foot. It came off in tattered patches, stuck to the putrid flesh underneath. The pain was excruciating. I had to look. It wasn’t my foot any longer. I didn’t recognise it. It was just a lump of red-purple meat. There were…