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Eleanor Rigby
The print on the elevator’s DOOR CLOSE button was almost worn off. I pointed it out to Mother and said, “I bet there are a few psychiatrists in this building.” “What makes you say that?” “Look at the button.” “So?” …
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Yellow Dog
And the words enveloped him like an unrecognisable fart, saying: yes, oh yes, this is you, this is you.
Yellow Dog
To Xan’s dark-adapting eye the faceless waiter now looked implausibly young: he seemed about to recommend a glass of milk. ‘I’ll have what you have,’ she said. All the more reason, then, to order an ocean of blue ruin.
Yellow Dog
Clint said, ‘The big news climatewise, they’re saying, is the Ice Age. Which is coming up. After uh, ten thousand years of decent weather, much out the igloo, boys, and hunker down for ninety millennia of frostbite.’ ‘…Then maybe global …
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