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Later on they would fall asleep breathing in each other’s smell, whispering little jokes, sweet nothings, plans for the next day. But really what they were saying was a prayer, a silent and strangely solemn prayer for things to remain exactly as they were. It was always answered.
— Jun 10, 2026 02:34PM
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They loved their families and were nostalgic for the streets they had grown up on, but that fondness would quickly give way to a feel ing of stasis and estrangement. Entering the departures terminal, each time they would glance at themselves in the glass doors and think back to the picture they had tak en when they left. The comparison never failed to move them. They were so different now.
— Jun 09, 2026 10:14PM
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Did they like the job? Yes, but they would reformulate the question. They did for money now what they used to do out of passion. This was a fact. From this fact they concluded that they had turned their passion into a job. This was a deduction.
— Jun 09, 2026 10:13PM
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The cliques were hotbeds of gossip; conformist attitudes fostered what Anna and Tom felt to be stifling expectations. And among those people – who never changed, who were content to hang out in the same sets they belonged to at school – Anna and Tom weren’t free to be themselves, or rather, they weren’t free to reinvent themselves.
— Jun 09, 2026 10:10PM
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Sunlight floods the room from the bay window, reflects off the wide, honey-coloured floorboards and casts an emer ald glow over the perforate leaves of a monstera shaped like a cloud. Its stems brush the back of a Scandinavian armchair, an open magazine left face-down on the seat.
— Jun 08, 2026 07:12AM
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From the outside, it was easy enough to identify the cause of their alienation, but to them, paradoxically, no explanation revealed itself. Anna and Tom lived in a bubble, one even more insular and limited than those just starting to appear on social media. In a way, they had become radicalised. They spoke stumbling English with other non-native English speakers. They inhabited a world where everyone accepted a line of coke, where no one was a doctor or a baker or a taxi driver or a middle school teacher. They spent all their time in plant-filled apartments and cafés with excellent wifi. In the long run it was inevitable they would convince themselves that nothing else existed.
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