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I Love You Crazy by Naomi Alderman
So I’m lying in bed and suddenly I find that I’m thinking about you which I haven’t done for I don’t know how long but I’m remembering how you used ...
Competing currencies by Ben Kendall-Carpenter
Where I live we have two forms of currency – a system that might exist throughout the world. One form is morally indefensible – the other is not. The first, ...
The Trouble with Money by Linda Breneman
Rupert Jones – though quite brilliant and certainly a legal adult at the age of 25 – has never bothered to grow up. He gets his hair cut twice a ...
Selling Space by G. C. Perry
You sell space. Not space that you can live in, roam around in, make yourself at home in, stretch out and relax in. And not the kind of space you ...
Extract from Disintegration by Ahmed Djouder
This is an extract from Désintégration by Ahmed Djouder (Editions Stock, 2006). It is translated from the French by Anthony Cummins. Our mothers and fathers won’t ever play tennis, badminton or golf. ...
A Slideshow of Pictures Taken in Cleveland, Ohio, just after the Height of the Subprime Mortgage Crisis by Mike Wendling
This one, you can see what happens when they don’t board up the windows. Up there. The kids get a free shot. That piece of paper right there in the ...
Lady Melville Loses Her Glasses by Claire Harris
Today Lady Melville lost her glasses. She promptly rang the bell three times. I was in the kitchen chopping vegetables when I heard the ding-ding-ding. The ding-ding-ding meant that she ...
The Way Things Melt by Cassandra Passarelli
Isa slipped into Sarita’s ice-cream shop and lolled at the counter. Her dark hair hung in ropes down her back, her huipil was unhemmed, skirt dusty. Hilda, a thick-set woman, ...
Reflection by Christopher Werkman
So now what? Your move, Mr. Smartguy. Riding the subway from your minimal-wage job, bussing in a diner catering to the human equivalent of go-to-work clunkers. Sadly, you recognise you’re ...