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Never trust an egg. You don’t know how it’ll roll
Dada egg As he watched the egg flip out of the frying pan and flop to the floor, he knew it was going to be an ignoble death. Not honourable, not...
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Gas Mark Zero
A kitchen should be at least warm, but this one is cold, bone cold, as cold as my name; Chantal. Chantal, it sounds light, like vapour rising from...
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Still Life
I don’t use the table any more. Well I can’t, it’s covered with so many half-finished projects that there isn’t a bare or flat space on it. I pass...
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Hallways and Doorways
Hallways… The hallway is full of shadows of those who chose a door, I choose not to choose and stay with the trace of those who have gone before. You...
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“Ladies and Gentlemen. Children of All Ages.”
Natasza is bouncing her ball in the hallway of her grandparents’ house. It’s a red ball, big and shiny, and she loves it. On the Minton floor, it...
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