Connection in the Tunnel

“We were connected. We were reachable by the outside world.”

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We Drop Stars

The 99c gift shop was the height of this part of town. The other units were an assortment of fast food counters and bars. The bright flickering of former Hollywood glory had all but dwindled. Art Deco was a faint memory, class and charm left town some time ago. Litter blows across the glittering sidewalk […]

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Pressure Cooker

He walked into the middle of the city square, and there he stopped. The square was busy, it was early Saturday afternoon. He had chosen it specifically because the audience needed to be large. And so he began to shout.Now shouting is one thing, but right at that moment, shouting turned to rambling. There seemed […]

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OY! Language

The language that we use or hear is often indicative of our environment. When walking through Tokyo the language all around was unfamiliar and cryptic in the sense that it didn’t register with me and I could not be a part of the conversation. Likewise, in certain environments the language used is unpalatable and can […]

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The Red Lines

The guilt was overwhelming, but the crowd still sniggered and jeered whilst watching and waiting. The ball tipped pen rolled across those forbidden words, the red line scorching and scarring the small square note. As the permanent trench dug itself from left to write it is another sign that it had simply been too tough. […]

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The RMD Protocol

When I jump into the car the Bluetooth system immediately starts downloading the contact list from my phone. It’s brilliant because even before I’ve buckled up, cranked up the Kurt Elling album and selected first gear, the full phone book is ready and available for hands free calls. Great technology. Is it really that simple? […]

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