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Croupier

Croupier smoking a cigarette, hesitates picking up the red phone; His father has a job for him, he doesn’t want…

Se ese man que lo hizo desde una torre que le heredó su padre. Se ese man que moría por…

Sometimes I think about being for someone else what I needed the most and lost to time and death. Mentors…

You know, one of the good things about not looking at your mass surveillance device all the time is that…

Aquí voy yo imaginándome cosas, cosas que podrían ser, pero no son. Aquí mientras recojo la cama escuchando a los…

Another Cripmas around the corner and she quarrels over some Christmas sticks I put around the house, so it’ll smell…

Desde la primera planta escucho a tres señores decirme que estoy perdiendo el tiempo pensando, mientras observo al caldero y…

It was a cool Halloween morning when I got my AD 74’s in a town founded by an Irishman, a…

I slam the pen down on my desk, not hard, but the exasperation is noticeable. I step out now into…

So, we were standing there in the scorching northern heat. We had to wait until one o’clock for the parcel…