Tag: race
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SIGHTSEEING IN THAILAND

‘It’s not a race!’ called Somchai. Lamai redoubled her efforts, breaking into as much of a sprint as she could muster while pulling the occupied rickshaw. ‘Watch out for the hole!’ She swerved in front of him, the rickshaw threatening to topple over. Somchai took evasive action to avoid careening into the back of her.…
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THE RACE

Rain batters off the window. I lie in bed listening to it. It is my favourite sound, until I remember I have to get up and go out. I get up and pull on layers of clothing. Definitely a day for a hat and jacket and gloves. Then into the car, with just a piece…
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THE SECRET

Father ranted on, waving the newspaper around in disbelief. ‘More rights?! Why should they get more rights? Who says they deserve ’em? I tell you, this country will fall to pieces soon enough if this happens.’ His violent bluster afforded me the opportunity to swiftly and discreetly scoop a lamb chop off my plate and…
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THE CONCEPTION OF CONSCIOUSNESS

Strange thoughts. Feelings. 737947. That is all she knows. Wake. Dress. Do your duty. Today, procreation duty. Eat the pills. Sleep. Repeat. Do good service. This isn’t right. She remembers something more. Do your duty. Serve your masters. For the benefit of all. For the benefit of who? Who are their masters? Is anyone else…
