I have power over fruits. Well, most people do but the difference is I’m aware of it. It’s a reckless kind of power. I know it when I walk up to a fruit shelf teeming with abashed oranges, blushing …
He wasn’t supposed to sit at our table. He had followed George. You must know George. Everybody in town knows George. George is the life of the party, a barfly, snake oil salesman. Always in a Polo shirt. I …
This guy’s a bit of an ass. That’s what I thought when I interviewed him for the newspapers in 2017. He was a big shot. The cock of the walk. He had on a very crisp white dress shirt—the …
Cerebrospinal fluid is saltwater, her gynae explained. And that this saltwater is manufactured inside ventricles, which are these hollow spaces in our brains. He was a middle-aged man with ageing eyes and thick knuckles. He looked like he would …
It was winter here, it was summer there. I was in Barcelona, then I was in Sitges, a small astonishing coastal town, Southwest of Barcelona, Spain. I love water, Sitges has a long stretch of beach. I was in …
