My un-coolness is fierce

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Voice of one in the desert: where am I?

I wanted to improve myself, I wanted to make some changes, and all of this, simply because I wanted to be happier and more satisfied with myself. Now that some changes have been made, I notice that I'm starting to like things that don't belong to the tastes of my old self. Yet, today I found... Continue Reading →

17. The moment you don’t want to live

David was riding his mother's bicycle from the hospice to the town centre, his doctor bag in the white wicker basket at the front, his mood well below the street level. It was half past noon, and he was sweaty and increasingly hungry. His mother's ride was an old lady bike, heavy as a transatlantic and fast... Continue Reading →

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