Category Archives: Miguel

Writing thoughts on a grid

What are you doing?” he asked stirring his coffee cup with a long spoon. “I am taking notes” she replied looking him in the face. “Of our coffee chat?” he looked around. The café was almost empty. The waiter seemed … Continue reading

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White Room

Günther Reiß is not a man of great hesitation. If he has to make a decision, he does it and bears with the consequences. Usually, he is convinced, there are not many consequences anyway.

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  Words are like…the sun They will not shine forever but for long enough to warm up your entire life. On a sunny summer day you will bath in all the light. During darkness and rain you might forget the … Continue reading

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Fuse BD

I have just been thrown out of this club because I tried to hit Tintin in the face. He is such a smartarse. Always looking sly with his freshly washed face. He would surely be drinking a Diet Red Bull … Continue reading

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  Words are like…flowers. They will take your breath away, shut down your windpipe, sting you, burn you, dim your eyesight, scare you, exhaust you and finally terminate you. Too close. Watch them from a distance to sense their scent. Full of … Continue reading

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