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Up she rises, earl-eye in the morning. One Sunday in May.

Amazing what the sun brings out, my parents would say. Like spots. Though it’s possible they actually said pimples. Does anyone say pimples any more? Religion is like a moral sun for me. It brings out my worst fears, agonies, … Continue reading

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The Grand Local

Girls coiffed in big rollers read magazines. Sitting in hairdressers’ all around town. Waiting for lash extensions, manicures, make-up. Outside, bitter gusts blow rubbish down the street. Men wearing scarves bend into the wind as they walk. Women in sheepskin hunch against the chill as … Continue reading

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