Monthly Archives: November 2010

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The Philanthropist

I walk to work through a park. It’s not the quickest way but it is by far the most pleasant. The other choice is to walk alongside the murky, litter-choked canal where it’s dingy and I don’t feel safe. The park’s lovely, one of those

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Meat

It was important to cut against the grain to make sure every bite was tender. He had let the meat rest. For several days, actually. Eating fresh meat sounds good, but really isn’t ideal. You want some breakdown. Some decay. Let the microorganisms start the

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The Wake

“I don’t WANT any!” Sophie folded her arms tight across her chest and frowned in the deep and serious way that only a four year old can. Her legs swung as they dangled from the huge dining chair. Mummy smiled apologetically at the other guests,

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Consider the Koala

Don’t be afraid. I’ll take care of you. You’ll never have to suffer again. There is nothing to be ashamed of. You’re not a freak, despite what some might tell you. You’re a refinement of nature. A specialist. Consider the koala. Adapted to survive only

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When I Grow Up

I know most little girls want to be a fairy or a ballet dancer or Cheryl Cole, but I want to chop meat for a living. Every Saturday my Mum takes me to the butcher’s and I just love the place; the fluffy sawdust on