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Tiny Dancer

October 11, 2022

I got to pick up my daughter from her dance class today. The car broke down a few days ago and was in the shop. Something with the fuel pump or something like that. I understand nothing when it comes to cars. Anyways, the mechanic at the shop said it will take 3 weeks or so for the replacement part to arrive. Hopefully, the cost will stay within our budget…

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BAR

March 22, 2021

He is sitting on the bar in front of his half-empty beer inside a small pub at the outskirts of the city.
“Pour me another one will you,” he says to the bartender standing on the opposite side of the counter. He doesn't usually stop here, he prefers drinking his end-of-the-day drink at his house. Most of the time the atmosphere at these pubs are not to his liking, and he always needs to step outside when yearning for a cigarette...

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Last Cigarette

March 08, 2021

The funeral was yesterday. It was a beautiful ceremony. A large statue of the crucified Jesus watched over those present. On the stage lay arrangements of flowers and candles to decorate the urn. Behind it was a picture of Martin. The priest said the prayers in Spanish and invited the mourners to say goodbye to the dead. The family members then rose and shared their grief and experiences with the deceased…

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The Burning Ghat

February 16, 2021

The body burns slowly. Flames melt the flesh and bones. Skull without a face. Rustles of water and blood evaporating. Leg breaks off and falls. A strong and pungent smell. Explosive sounds from the tree. That's how it all ends. Put in a coffin and buried underground or burned on a pile of wood, it doesn't matter. At the end of all humans are perishable…

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Lost in the Sand

February 02, 2021

I took a trip on the semester break. I needed freedom. Freedom from school, from work, from people. From everything. Life has stung me. I came across a sequence of situations I didn't know how to deal with. Or more exact, situations I didn't want to deal with; Homework that was due weeks before, exams that were near to come, bills that needed to be paid, and work that kept me suffocated…

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