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line drying
In the end, you do some laundry. You sit outside on the battered chair and watch as the washing dries on the line. While you watch, you smoke cigarettes, and drink coffee. You flick ash on the ground. You remember how you used to drink your coffee black and long because that’s how they drank…
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the usual
A glass of water, no ice, and a small white cup filled with dark strong very thick coffee. A pastry, with a slightly salty taste, crumby and delicious, and still warm. Sunlight, because I always take this table, near to the door, by the open windows. Guido is making hot fatty breakfasts for the tourists.…
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Saturday
We drove out of the city and hit some wind and rain on the way. Charles had brought a big flask of hot tea, and that did us for a while, but it was very cold in the car. The heater was broken, and one of the windows didn’t go up all the way. Charles…
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Our first kiss
She buys cheap shampoos for the smell. She’s got bottles of the stuff. It hurts your nose to sniff them, they’re all so chemical. I came out of the bathroom saying that I didn’t know how she could use that cheap shit, that I was surprised her hair wasn’t falling out. ‘I’ve told you,’ she…
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The first buyer
She said she was bored. Then she shot upright and said that I should paint her. I was cool to the idea, at first, coming out of the blue like that. But as she talked about it, I began to see that it might be quite interesting. She was going to undress, and drape herself on the…
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Barry Lee Thompson 