Tag: racism
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OLD JANE

595, that’s what Jane had told me right enough. It didn’t figure, her being how I remembered her from school an’ all, and the house I was looking at now. Back then she had lived in this real palatial house, her father was some hot-shot lawyer type. How had she ended up in this dump?…
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A IS FOR AARHUS, DENMARK
A STORY OF ACCEPTANCE IN AARHUS, DENMARK He eased the lever by his leg and felt the huge crane swivel round. One more crate to be loaded and the massive container ship would be ready to depart in the morning, destined for Shanghai. The green light flashed on the dashboard and he began lowering slowly…
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A MORNING STROLL THROUGH A BRITISH TOWN

The snow was turning to slush and melting away, the festive decorations hung limply. The long winter with little to look forward to stretched ahead, like the dark main street at dawn. He liked walking around the town in the early morning. It reminded him of how it used to be. The old shop fronts,…