Filth

The weather was filthy. A mixture of sewage and smog which clung to my clothes. When the car stopped, the rain began to pour. “Well, that’s bad luck,” said the driver flipping on the windshield wipers. I pushed some money his way and stepped out, then, quite suddenly, an umbrella appeared. With his toothy smile... Continue Reading →

A Tart Night

By her calculation, it would take fifty nights to pay off her debt, but that figure didn’t include rent. It was her twentieth night, but only her eleventh man. She stood before the window admiring the skyline. The pulsating city lights hypnotized her. The alarm buzzed softly. In large white letters the phrase, It’s Time,... Continue Reading →

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