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A childhood friend made me a business proposal that involves a fair amount of writing, on the same week I decided to resume the countless unfinished stories I’ve left abandoned inside a gazillion unfinished notebooks. We meet up at a nice café by a park lake for the briefing and brainstorming and I tell him about how I’m battering myself […]

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Levante

Como ser imune ao esfumar do corpo (apaga a luz) Tu de braço solto E eu a única elevada no banco de pescoço exposto à tua voz Há entrega num soltar dos ombros no leve descair contra teu peito (como se já tantas vezes o tivesse feito) e os teus dados passam seguros pelos meus a confirmar de relance que […]

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it’s the manic goblins!

It’s the goblins again! The plan: go to one of The Holy Bible shows in 2015. The venture: never-ending setbacks from day one. Getting the tickets back in December of last year was a nightmare, from visa cards failing, to money transfers and login issues – all to the sound of the ticking clock you always get with shows that […]

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Us & Them

It is always Us vs. Them. The Others are different so They must be feared. What was that? You don’t fear Them? We’ll take care of that for you. Repeat after us: Threat. Violence. Terror. Evil. Infidels. Degenerates. One more time. Repeat this everyday – it’s for your own safety. And don’t worry: we’ll remind you. Very often. When They attack […]

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An agnostic, a pagan and an Arab Hebrew student walk into a bar…

…not really. We only had lunch. The gathering was meant to be a quiet chat about the Kabbalah, which our Arab friend is studying and of which we know too little about. In light of recent events, however, the conversation naturally moved towards religious discrimination, double standards, media manipulation (on both ends) and downright bigotry. And then something interesting happened: […]

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Dystopia Time

As much as I would love to, I’m not someone who finishes all the books she starts, most of the times due to my chronic impatience: “Oh dear, I’m wasting all this time reading this here when there’s a gazillion others over there I want to read as well!” (An absurd reasoning but, being a slow reader, my impatience is […]

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my cruel December

To Eliot it was April – for me it’s December. There was always something about this month that made me feel hopelessly nostalgic – even when I was too young to have anything to feel nostalgic about. (I blame romantic Christmas comedies. Maybe I even blame the Christmas season altogether, with its cosy fireplaces, merry gatherings and all the magic […]

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