Do you play chess? Do you remember when you learned to play? I do. I was about fifteen, living with my parents and my sisters sharing the same room in the Hotel Rich. The hotel was well-known by Chilean refugees in Buenos Aires. The accomodation and food was provided by the Hotel and the U.N paid the costs. The Hotelier, Pipi provided food for us, but as most businessmen he cut corners to make more profit in the food and cleanliness. When I think about it now, the food was so bad I wouldn't even feed my dog that food. Those three long years; that period of our lives I wouldn't call it living, I'd call it existing, we felt we were in an Abyss. Time went slowly back then, no schooling for my sisters or me and my parents weren't allowed to work. We received from the UN, a monthly stipend as a family to spend it on essentials such as clothes and toiletries. Mum kept control of the money we received, and on the odd...
The Written Word Group Based at the Hostal Meson In Arboleas, Almeria, Spain Email: twwg.almanzora@gmail.com THE WRITTEN WORD GROUP Short stories • Poems • Scripts • A Novel • Articles • Essays • Diaries The ETHOS The ethos of The Written Word Group is that of offering a supportive outlet to everyone who enjoys writing. The RULES As to rules... There are none... other than, The Written Word Group respectfully asks that all literary endeavors and contributions be treated with equal sensitivity and supportive respect. Works will inevitably, by their nature, vary in both content and style and accordingly will not always be to everyone's taste, but... The Written Word Group asks that members be aware that each person contributing is exposing their very personal creative thoughts, and work, to public review. So please, be sensitive and supportive of both the works and the writers, who should be appreciated and commended for their endeavors. Thank you -------------------- We love sharin...
In the topologically unstable suburb of Lower Upper Middle Thought, there exists a building that only appears when no one’s looking for it. It’s a squat, confused-looking structure with an architectural style best described as beige regret . This is the headquarters of the Department of Inconvenient Enlightenment , a bureaucratic backwater tasked with discovering Truth — but only the sort that makes people wince slightly. The Department’s most prominent (and indeed only) employee was a man named Clive Marbles. Clive had the sort of face that looked like it had been quietly disappointed by most sandwiches, and a walk that suggested he was always just about to explain something tedious about printer settings. Clive had one tremendous strength: he was brilliant at identifying other people’s mistakes. He once won an award for pointing out a typo in the preamble to the Universal Declaration of Consensus. He was the reason most toaster instruction manuals now include the phrase “Do not attem...
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