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Short Stories

A Lonely Life

I saw him again yesterday afternoon when I was riding my bike along the beach. He was sitting on a bench gazing at the horizon, oblivious of what was going on around him. I noticed he had a sad expression … Continue reading

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A Visit to Mykonos

As an Australian, my impressions of Greece. Continue reading

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Anthropomorphic visions of god

  The more I think of man, the more I love the cows.   Our Singapore Airlines flight followed the kangaroo route. In Rome, we headed to the Umberto Hotel and rushed to bed after a shower. Being in Helen’s … Continue reading

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Distraught beyond Description

By Dionysia  Mousoura-Tsoukala She left her parents’ home to marry a man she feared more and loved less, a few weeks short of her 20th birthday. Not that birthdays meant much in those days. At best, she’d get good wishes … Continue reading

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George – A happening on an Australian beach

It was Sunday.  People stood outside the church doors, passively chatting, smiling and generally exuding their clean, well-groomed ordered appearance; too well clothed, for the day shone hot, laying bare the cream brick building and the strip of green grass. … Continue reading

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MUSING ABOUT ART

MUSING ABOUT ART At Federation Square a new centre for the Arts opened in the City of Melbourne, Australia.  The population watched the progress of this uniquely designed complex being built, the structure looking rather like a child’s meccano set … Continue reading

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On His Departure

You were departing, leaving me.  As you walked away a sharp awareness came upon me.  The world around me was merely a stage.  I headed for the coffee shop in order to settle my feelings by doing something deliberate.  Surrounded … Continue reading

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