Tag Archives: Arthur Thompson

The Neighbourhood

Forts and Clubs, these were the most important to us, but not in the true sense of each word. We neither knew nor cared about any thick-walled military bases or sweaty dancefloors—at least not yet. To us, these two words … Continue reading

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A Matter of Substance

Ever since she was small, Muriel had trouble counting. Numbers never seemed real to her. They didn’t form tangible things. Their movements were too static, their operations too chaotic. For instance, why was it that twelve was not written with … Continue reading

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Dnalsi

The woman sat down at the kitchen table and stared blankly at her baked potato. It was a curry potato—her own invention. She was very proud of this. Potatoes are cheap, but flavourless, curry is cheap, but flavourful, so why … Continue reading

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