Tag: art
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Catalogue of Shattered Dreams
When I was young I was designed to become a writer. Of course in those days we knew nothing about DNA but in the sunshine of my bright ideal I saw myself: Hunched over a typewriter, in a dim room with a high window of nicotine-stained glass, Chain-smoking myself into a coughing stupor, Careless…
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The Insect
The Insect Sometimes the span of a lifetime is needed to make an assessment of people. Provincial – that defined Tark’s self-image in the early nineteen-sixties. An insurance clerk with artistic pretensions and a deeply dissatisfied perspective upon his small-town existence, he had convinced himself of one thing; his destiny was to devote his life…
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The Newquay Train
The text read: ‘You must come and see this’. Lambert came. That was in 2014, when Tamsyn and he had been searching for a house in a rural setting near Tamsyn’s childhood home for nearly two years. Property after property had failed to meet their exacting needs, whether by reason of location, size or simple…
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