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Malibu Barbie

The door was locked. Yet, they got in. On August 9 of 1969, the murder tag-team somehow got past my locked door and into my house. On that same door, unlocked, they would write the word PIG in my blood. Some say the package of life you are given on...

Four Annas

On every birthday, Mirza’s mother gave him a four-anna coin. As a kid, he never found it odd. However, on growing up, the practice intrigued him. First, he could not understand how she managed to get a four-anna coin each year, which went out of circulation a long time...

Fears

“Dad, are you sad?” “Oh, Elliot ... no, I’m OK.” Always the same answer. Ivan knew that Elliot suspected that there was something disturbing him, but he pretended that everything was fine. His son wanted to cheer him up but didn’t get a chance. Ivan was about to perform at the Royal...
“Keep salt in yourselves and you shall have peace with one another.” I had to go out and get some groceries for dinner. We were making pasta. Distractions were everywhere and I did not know which store to go to. I thought of going down to the Albertsons but something...