Tag: real life
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GATHERING AT THE CAFE ROUGE

Typical. Hours of practice on facial proportions, angles and shadows wasted. She’d spent so long getting the nose and mouth just right on each person in the scene. She sighed and mixed the colours. Plenty of medical light blue for most. A couple of brighter hues for the more imaginative people. A small rectangle added…
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IDENTITY CRISIS

Arnaldo slugged the last of his beer and tossed the bottle. The tinkle of glass echoed in the night. ‘That’s me,’ he announced, even though there was no one there to listen to him. ‘Same time tomorrow.’ He stood up, swaying precariously on the edge of the wooden pier. He stared into the dark, black…
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AN OPEN RELATIONSHIP

‘We should establish boundaries, thresholds. And have a safe word.’ ‘Sure, what like?’ ‘Love?’ ‘Okay, ‘love’ it is. Should we use our real names or different ones?’ ‘Different ones, you choose mine.’ ‘Lucy?’ ‘Okay, and for you, Lorenzo.’ ‘Lorenzo? Really?’ ‘I thought you wanted me to be in charge?’ ‘Lorenzo it is. Anything else?’ ‘You…
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SANCTUARY

He cowered in the shadows. Outside he could hear the screams and the howling. The others had left him. They promised to return by nightfall. Until then he was on his own. Footsteps pounded past the opening. He held his breath until they faded away. How long did he have left? How long before they…
