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The Doppelgängers
Well? A tiny slit appears between her eyelids, through which she regards you without really seeing you, or at least without acknowledging you. She flicks through the envelopes with…
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The Perfect Handshake
The cables may have been misconnected. Could blow the power amplifier. He says. Then a handshake, firm. It is memorable. A perfect handshake, caressing and embracing. He gets me. The stranger appears as someone else.
Let chance choose the next story
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The House Listens
I could spend whole evenings simply absorbing the sounds of the house. Drawing them in to myself, for I had no television in those days. At times I felt like a secret agent. Then I…
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No Babies Smoke
Could I retell myself in the same way as in a novel, toss out a few red threads through the generations and weave my movements into a story? An attempt was made: and you called me…