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Welcome Home
Awake. Here I am, on a sofa, seeing nothing, eyes adjusting, clear. Someone is pointing a revolver at me. “Well, welcome home,” she says. I am not afraid, but where am I? The last…
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The Desperado Calls
I was told to forget the desperado in the balaclava, but it had the opposite effect. I contacted four or five motels, had sketched out a possible escape route. Suddenly he rang, I was surprised, said that everything was fine with me. He wanted to come over. I said I didn’t have much at home. He offered to buy something. No need, I said. But he insisted.
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The Flight Attendant’s Diary
Flight attendants weren’t allowed to read books on board. It might make them seem absent. Escapism wasn’t permitted on the job, not when there were passengers afraid of turbulence…