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Awaiting an assassin (Rousse)

It was only a matter of time before the assassin would reach me. I’d already seen her rubbing paraffin into the hands of an innocent victim at a bus shelter. For the time being, I had no option but to … Continue reading

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The assassin’s wife (Rousse)

I wept on the number 11 bus as it worked its way through the Leith traffic. When the stranger came over to comfort me I listed all my woes: I was always getting lost on public transport (especially trains to … Continue reading

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