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The Japan Dream

The men declared their exodus with the fanfare of secrecy. “Just us,” they said, “only the brothers, the boys, the tribe.” No women, no distractions. Just freedom. Their eyes gleamed with something feral and unfinished. I laughed. Once upon a […]

Nina and the Monkey Chef

  Nina went to bed like a stone dropped into a lake—fast, smooth, no fuss. One moment she was brushing her teeth with closed eyes, the next, she was already deep in the velvety clutches of sleep. Not the kind […]