Tag: Writing
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But I can also see now — with the distance of time — that I didn’t do it alone.
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Tsintskaro A companion piece to ‘Kalimankou Denkou’ (Калиманко Денко) Unlike hearing and then owning a 4AD label vinyl copy of Le Mystère des Voix Bulgares during the 1980s, I would have heard “Tsintskaro” through Herzog’s Nosferatu and later through Kate Bush’s “The Ninth Wave”. Yet if I am honest, I cannot claim to have truly…
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Whether it was the biggest classroom in Zabrze or the tiny room at the very top of Górnych Wałów, a particular favourite despite the puffing and panting required to reach it, the reaction was always the same.
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Guilty as charged. The look on my face in those moments must have been as blank as a fresh Toulouse-Lautrec canvas.
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I even bought an SCA Coffee Taster’s Flavour Wheel poster, privately thanking my lucky stars that I’d never tasted anything falling into the category labelled simply “Other”.
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Why the bamboo?” I whispered. “Does it change the science?”
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“Are you Harry?”
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… and finally, a frantic, breathless splut-gurgle-gasp before it fell silent.
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t was a ridiculous thought, but it grounded everything: a British ex-cop turned English teacher, locking a bicycle beneath the gaze of a Soviet tank before walking into a Prussian courthouse to instruct senior judiciary and paralegals. Gliwice had a unique way of making the improbable feel entirely normal.
