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Anyway, when this girl I barely knew got wind of the situation, she immediately and without hesitation stole a considerable amount of paper from the office where she worked and sent it to me. Admirable sensitivity; an incredible capacity for understanding. (If she’d sent money, my weak flesh would …

[...] I noticed one night that she was letting me have my way with her just to please me, but she wasn’t enjoying it; that in fact she wanted to think about other things besides my unwelcome sexual advances, but, because of her saintly character, she couldn’t say so. Anyway, I realised this of my o…

I should make a brief digression here – within the long digression, you might say, of this handwritten exercise I’ve so cautiously embarked upon – to say that I became a writer not because it was my calling, but for complicated socio-politico-econo-psychological reasons. At this moment, for example…

Above this is a heading that refers to time (the date, the hour), but time has lost almost all meaning for me. I can say ‘some time ago’, but I’m not at all sure how much time the ‘some’ might cover: weeks, yes, but perhaps even months. Well, whatever it means, some time ago these words appeared in…

When I woke up today, I carried on thinking. It occurred to me that I should do something; since there’s no sign of anything new, or any change or interesting surprise, I should take matters into my own hands and create a suitable topic for the ending. Then I decided that wasn’t really allowed. I c…