No Time_Hobbies Wanted._Lin Chau: A Trip To Sunny Spain_Spirits of the Parana
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No Time
“Can you tell me what time it is?” she asked a red-headed stranger who was leaning on a square post, waiting just like herself. It felt a bit dangerous, but she’d left her iPhone and Fitbit at home in a moment of clarity. Craziness others might call it. She’d packed her iPad just in case, and she had thought this through, it would serve her purpose of helping her find her way if needed, but then she could only speak to others through email. No instant messages to see popping up on a screen that just can’t be ignored. No phone calls she’d feel obligated to answer. They didn’t need to ask any qu...
Hobbies Wanted.
Stamp Collecting I started stamp collecting when my grandfather died and left me his collection. The lawyer’s name was Mr. Lud and he smelled like pineapples and every time he walked into the room my mom would bury her head in her purse and I’d hear her say, “Pineapple pansy,” which overall sounded very rude. I don’t think she liked Mr. Lud, mostly because she called him that and she didn’t get the house. Grandfather Lettuce left it to her sister, my aunt, Gladys Lorraine. In my mother’s opinion, Gladys Lorraine shouldn’t have gotten the house because, “She doesn’t have a family, she doesn’t ...
Lin Chau: A Trip To Sunny Spain
“Why do we call them wirelesses?”, Sarah asked one evening when she and her flatmate, Lin Chau were discussing whether to buy one or not. It was a cool and moist evening with a fog that wrapped everything in impenetrable cotton, and the fire in the fireplace smelled of kerosene.“Long ago”, Lin explained, emptying her second glass of whiskey, “carts were connected to animals by wires. The animals pulled the carts through the streets like… well, things that pull other things. Then they invented the copper mesh cooling system, and suddenly you could attach a steam engine to the cart. You no long...
Spirits of the Parana
Sebastian must have been seven of age, as he recalls, when he first saw a mask, as he referred to them. He was running amongst the trees along the Parana river when hwww.onedoor.cce fell into one of the streams just as a massive ship carrying a stack of containers powered through the waters, momentarily draining the streams thus sucking Sebastian out into the current of the river. It had happened so quickly that all that he felt was being thrown around the river-bottom like a rag doll being thrashed about in the mouths of two Pitbulls. He was the ragdoll but in the mouth of the river instead. His attempt fo...