Category: Fiction
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Yellow House by Carlos Miranda
I live in a yellow house on the outskirts of town. No address, no postal code. Ask for me by name and everybody knows where I am. Read more
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How Drowning is Supposed to Be by Tim Buchanan
It was mid-morning on a Tuesday, and already I was in danger of being late for work when I heard Enrique call my name from the bathroom. Read more