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The twitter comment

Part 1 I take in a gasp for air. I was holding my breath for whatever reason. In this short second of break, looking out of the window, i realise where i left myself. I’m back here again, at the computer, on the Twitter, barking at other people. How such a place can become negative in just a few seconds, seconds full of misreading and angry misinterpretation, is beyond me. Alex55, the guy who denied this new technology, chose that hill to die on today (out of the 500 or so others he also chose to die on those other days). That hill i’d d...

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Monday Meetings

I grab the piccolo. It weighs as much as a hammer. Its rugged, no-dust metal body is protected by an inflexible, shock-absorbing rubber case. Others from the “main” planet would complain it's “out of tune”. That don't matter to us. 9-10-11. Home. 6-7-2-3. To give. 4-3-3. Water. 9-2-3. To absorb. Home, give me my water absorbent pads. The instrument certainly beats whistling, especially from this distance. Whilst i wait for the delivery, i continue working on the farm. I drive the furrower into the ground. I pull it back, drawing out a ...

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Vladimir is not ok.

Trigger Warnings Suicide, self-harm, exam stress, and alcohol abuse; reader discretion advisedI'm on that path again. The cold air and wet pavement pass below me as i cross the surburbia of Leeds, excited to go back home. The overcast sky make a dim and depressing place to be, but it's ok. The copy-paste houses line the street and the car fumes make my choke, but it's ok. The light rain begins and makes a sound against my coat, but it's ok. Home is soon. I like home. It's a warm retreat from reality. Surreal paintings and the strong smell of...

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The Microwave

I sit in the staff room. The light's on, and the sun is quite high. It's nice and warm in here. It's a warm hospital, kept at the temperature of 21ºc. I like it. It's where i've lived for the last 30 years, surrounded by death, life, and rebirth in the core of the hospital, the grease that keeps the churning machine of capitalism alive. It's a medium-sized boxed off staff-room. There's a table in the middle, the counter and mini-kitchen. There are posters on the walls related to medical conditions and stress alleviation. It's an old staf...

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