I was talking to Ana in a crowded coffee place when someone who seemed way too big for the little tables joined us. ‘Hi!’ Ana said. ‘This is Dieter.’ I smiled to him, he said hi, and he threw his phone between Ana and me. Ana picked it up and scrolled through his messages, obviously… Read More Dieter
I think it was three weeks after we met, that he proposed that we should move in together. It would save money so we could go away, we were spending every day together anyway, he didn’t have much stuff since he just came back from living in Central America, so if it didn’t work out,… Read More Noelle
Some people appear before you, they fail to simply be where they happen to be, and she was one of them. She looked like a god the Vikings would cry out to before battle. Tall, huge, big arms, some of her blonde hair had escaped from her bun and dangled along wildly. She walked as… Read More The Woman I Saw Five Times
Micha was Jewish and rich. Not my words, his. He managed to describe himself like that in almost every other sentence. To mix it up, he sometimes implied it, going for the show don’t tell approach; ‘I live in the centre of London, in a big house’, ‘I normally don’t go to these types of… Read More Micha
Premiere of Ghost in the Shell 2017, sold out, and I had a ticket. Next to me, a man in an expensive looking suit (kissing buttons, soft fabric, good fit), I shall call him Mr. X. He smiled at me, I smiled back.
‘This movie is actually a remake,’ he said to me. ‘From an anime.’
‘Yes,’ I said.… Read More Mr. X’s confession
He looked good, remarkably good. There was something about him, something vital, animalistic, instinctive. Like his dark intense eyes could see parts of reality that remained hidden to the rest of us.
Not that I liked him,… Read More Erico