Short Story

Apricots

  The woman turned around to look at the long, wide alley. Even the trees looked different from the ones found in poor neighborhoods. She

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Angel of Death

You’ll get used to this job like everything else. You think you can’t? You think you’re different than me? You think I’m a natural-born killer

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Crystal

  – Now, how much do you want? – You name the price, sir. I’ve no idea. Mr. Gholam said you’d name a fair price.

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