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Chess
The man’s eyes lit up as soon as he saw the lacquered chessboard refracting the dim light of the bar. The barman’s eyebrow arched. The man coughed and adjusted his expression back into neutrality. “I’ve only played casually before,” the man said sitting down on the bar stool, and eyeing the familiar pieces, then with…
Roulette
“I’m dead. Aren’t I?” the girl asked as a roulette machine dropped from the bar ceiling like a chandelier. The barman looked up at her for the first time since she came in. He set the glass in his hand down and nodded toward a velvet chair suspended mid-air. “Sit.” “I’m not jumping up.” The…
To You, 229 years ago
I bought your copy of The Rime of the Ancient Mariner from a second hand bookseller in New York. Only your first initial, “I”, is on the first page. I don’t know your full name.But I know you from the margins, the handwriting, the way you annotate. Most of the time, your annotations are controlled…
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Flirting in Space 