My neighbour told me about her brother, David, who moved to Cardiff when he left University about ten years ago. He has been working there since then, something in the IT industry. He is unmarried and lives alone.
Although David is not particularly outgoing, he has friends, belongs to a walking club and teaches a couple [...]
I have a note about a small old people’s home, situated somewhere in the south of Germany. I do know exactly where it is but will not divulge this information to protect the innocent. The note is about a geriatric couple who have insisted on sitting next to each other on the ward for some [...]
Yann Martel goes into the void. The author of Life of Pi considers the genesis of his novel: I wandered around Bombay in a state of interior bleakness.
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Spain is hoping to recognise its authoritarian past officially. After months of haggling, and fierce opposition from conservatives, the ruling Socialists have introduced a bill that condemns Franco’s [...]
Therefore he no more troubled the pool of silence
But put on mask and cloak,
Strung a guitar
And moved among the folk.
Dancing they cried,
‘Ah, how our sober islands
Are gay again, since this blind lyrical tramp
Invaded the Fair!’
Under the last dead lamp
When all the dancers and masks had gone inside
His cold stare
Returned to its true task, interrogation of [...]

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