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Buy Now, Pay Later
Paul Lyndon skidded to a halt as the train doors slammed shut in front of him, the engine chugging as the train set off from the platform, disappearing down the subway tunnel, the yellow glow of its rear lights fading into the gloom. He threw his half-drunk cup of coffee to the floor, kicking the cup onto the tracks for good measure. ‘1:32’ his watch declared; there was no way he was going to make that interview now. A few people shuffled past them with their heads bent down, no wish to engage with his anger or to find out what sparked it. When they cleared, Paul was surprised to find a mwww.onedoor.ccan wi...
Supping On The Edge Of The World
My mother once told me that every truth in the universe could be found in her locket. Heart-shaped, a single ruby at its tarnished centre – nothing more than a cheap trinket. But her eyes were so filled with love when she told me, that for a brief moment, I dared to believe her. I have carried that love with me ever since.Years later, I tore that same locket from her withered neck. She wasn’t dead. Oh no, not quite. Not as she wished she was. Not as I wished she was. The first sign had been the ice entering her eyes, blue flooding the ordinary gold until the gaze I knew so well had vanished fo...
Blue, Green, and Yellow
Keyley stumbled into the cave, gasping for breath and bleeding from dozens of cuts. He stumbled into the safety of the shadows, knowing he was doomed. The monsters would find him eventually, and there was nothing he could do to fend them off. The cave was set high in the mountains, a long climb from his riverside village below. It was small and nearly invisible to the passing eye, narrow and covered in brush. It used to be narrow enough, in fact, that only a very small child could enter. As he groaned in pain and fear, Keyley spent what time he had left reminiscing on the earlier days in whi...
The Market is Always Right
I am a trader. Not like some antiquated Dutch tulip dealer, although that market is pretty cool and my knowledge of it even helped me score points with my old game theory professor at Yale. No, I trade futures, and the futures are...well...in the future.Gee, no kidding I hear you saying. Yes, I say, and futures contracts have been around for a long, long time...Japanese rice merchants figured out back in the 16th century that a farmer and a rice wholesaler or trader did not want prices to be fixed over time, and in fact prices could not be fixed over time. Charts were created, the x axis being...