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November 2008
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‘Of course, all writers are impotent,’ says Marta, smiling at the waiter in the mirror and holding up two slender fingers for a couple more cappuccinos.
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He stands at the end of the platform, an unfamiliar face. Confused, her eyes search for the unsmiling Asian man and over-aged Goth they’re accustomed to, until she realises she is taking an early train.
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My roommate, Hippy Tim, had a habit of bringing home strays met on his nightly walks through the decaying urban dreamscape…