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Alex. The Summer Show

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Saturday, May 20 2017

6. I had been tricked into going into a dark labyrinthine building to watch a performance called The Summer Show. Admission price was one spoon that I had taken from gran’s kitchen. The show was captivating, although it mostly involved following a choir along the dark corridors; the music they sang sounded like Corvus Corax – men’s voices accompanied by distant drums. All the singers had their heads wrapped in black fabric, but they seemed to know where to go without lookin

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Mizu-something

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Thursday, May 18 2017

There was a portal under a bridge that connected Capital to Kazakhstan. I travelled it three times with Laura. The first trip I don’t remember that well, but it had something to do with Dwayne Johnson eating pancakes. The second time we went looking for a wedding dress for Laura and in a little boutique bought a long pearly-pink silk dress that she liked. The third time we stayed in a two-storey hotel in a room with two beds and no other furniture. I went to sleep, but when I awoke, th

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See?

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Tuesday, May 16 2017

I was travelling the Apiary side of Hometown, looking for a missing girl. I knew nothing of her, except that she was missing. While travelling on buses and staying in a hotel by the lake, I saw three random people reading Miss Fisher’s Murder Mysteries. Then there was a tiger hiding in the tool shed behind the hotel and eating the piglets, which could not be allowed to continue. The shed and pigsty were located in a small backyard and the only way to get there was down a long flight of

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The war is over!

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Friday, May 5 2017

1. Wartime. Kiddo and I live in one of the houses near our garden on Cogs street. I go to work every day and she stays to play alone. My gran lives about a block away, but she hasn’t visited us yet. Other houses are mostly deserted. One evening I come home carrying a full black backpack; I don’t know what’s inside, but I have a feeling that it’s something really bad. I check that Kiddo has eaten all the food I’ve left for her and discover that there’s s

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Run, Rita, run!

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Thursday, May 4 2017

Night-time, seaside road with several houses on a hillside, facing the calm sea. The last house in the row is a safe house, though safe from what is not specified. Several people, including Peter and Methos are hiding in one of the big dusty rooms; it’s apparent that the building has been uninhabited for a long time. I’m watching the events unfold as a disembodied presence at first and alternate between indoor and outside scenes. Outside the streetlights are on and the visibi

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Dragon fruit, giraffes and levitating gopniks

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Wednesday, April 26 2017

1. I was working on the farm with Mila and Daniel, we were growing dragon fruit. The field was in the shadow of a huge oak tree, the fruits grew on plants that grew very close to each other and looked like a cross between pineapple plants and Christmas cacti. At a lunch break we sat leaning against the tree and ate thinly sliced dragon fruit which I found delicious. A supervisor approached and asked us something, but in the dream I still didn’t speak enough English to underst

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Recipe for immortality

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Friday, April 21 2017

2. The recipe for immortality was killing nine goats in one go, skinning them and wearing their pelts fresh. One could hire people to do the killing and skinning, and I observed them for a while – they were men dressed in red uniforms, working in teams of three, bleeding out the goats over a square concrete drain. The setting seemed rural as the drain cut through a field of lush green grass that I thought was well-fertilised by blood. I decided to do the magic myself. I skipped buyi

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Warsong

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Wednesday, April 19 2017

3. Michael is marching in a straight line across the fields through the blizzard, strumming a small guitar and singing in a hoarse, raspy voice. He is wearing warpaint and an unbuttoned brown shearling coat. I cannot make sense of what he sings, it’s like a really bad death metal growl; however, the sound of both his voice and guitar stays the same volume even when he falls face first in a snowbank and then crosses a river walking underwater. He walks past a lean-to where two boys in their

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Investigation leads to gun store

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Monday, April 17 2017

Hometown, early autumn day. I’m taking out a loan to ‘buy a Mercedes’, that's what I write when I fill in the form. However, it’s not for myself, but for a young woman, a student who helps me with an investigation. She has faked her death and I have to find out who benefits from her being dead. Her doctor was arrested for her murder and I’m crossing the Prison Bridge towards the town, wearing an augmented reality device and watching an evidence recording of them

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Sleepyheads

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Sunday, April 16 2017

1. Christmas, an unfamiliar flat where I live with Laura and two unfamiliar girls (maybe Kazakh or Tatar, but they speak Russian). We exchange presents; I give Laura a pack of ribbons and she presents me with a game similar to twister, but here you have to step on small coloured balloons to pop them. Happy and tired I go to sleep. I’m alone in my room, but just as I’m falling asleep, Laura opens the door and shows an uninvited guest in, asking if he can spend the night here. I tak

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