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6 years, 1 month ago

the courtship was interfering with work

Alex was happy for William. It was sweet how he and Layla huddled together in the kitchen. The little presents which William picked up for her when he was out and about with Alex – a beaded necklace, or a silver bracelet – which Alex was invariably asked to give his opinion on, in William’s quest t…

—p.153 Granta 151: Membranes Diminishing Returns (147) by Granta
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his music swelled like a warm golden current

[...] When I came to the wide descending hallway that leads to the turnstiles, the air filled with a dense, brassy music, confident and driving, a great propulsive swing to it. Half hidden behind a column, a man sat on a high wooden stool, body wrapped around the long golden shape of the saxophone …

—p.144 You Are Here, You Are Not a Ghost (129) by Granta
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6 years, 1 month ago

engineering zones of absence

I could narrate my neighborhood’s relentless transformation, but you already know the story. Gone: Bright Food Shop, the Big Cup, Eighteenth & Eighth, David Barton Gym, Petite Abeille. The clothing shop of Raymond Dragon, a porn star and designer who made very small bathing suits. A shop that sold …

—p.131 You Are Here, You Are Not a Ghost (129) by Granta
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worry that they will take you with them topic/love

The husband watches the wife sleep. The house is nicest whenever she is asleep because he worries less about her and knows for a fact that she is resting, and for a little while at least he manages to forget that she is dying. This is more bearable than watching her lie awake and worry about dying.…

—p.90 Hair (89) by Granta
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I knew what my mother would find

‘I’m going to find him,’ she spat, and she jerked the wooden spoon from the stew and flung it down onto the stove, dotting the countertop and backsplash with beef gravy. The spoon ricocheted off of the toaster and clattered to the floor. My mother turned abruptly, and her hair swung around to cover…

—p.76 The Station (59) by Granta