Justin Tuijl
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180 Years Old
There is a biting wind coming across the salt-water loch. The waves are up and the smell of the brine and seaweed is strong. Snow-capped mountains...
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A night at my work, a journal like entry
Written: 06/01/09 (I worked in Norwich printing newspapers from 1999 to 2011 – this was a typical night) I was too knackered to cycle tonight and...
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In the footsteps of Lawrence of Alexandria
Forget the hippie trail: follow Lawrence Durrell to Alexandria on a literary trail Taking the bus through the dusty yellow landscape of Egypt from...
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it was a unique development
it was a unique development but a node of vigorous admiration the comment was that war is only a slot for a magazine childish games but big assertive...
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The Others
I don’t know how long I’ve lived at the station on this planet. Last night I stood outside while the sun set, and the dust clouds rose. A dangerous...
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