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Capucine on assignment

Downtown Crossing, Boston, Massachusetts, U.S. America. I watch as Capucine sits at one of the hotel’s three bars; this one is ‘U’ shaped , stalking her prey. Long blonde hair pulled sloppily into a ponytail. Glasses for effect, wearing a … Continue reading

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A murdering bastard

Nothing more sad than a reformed licentious girl. All the ink, piercings, and mannerisms of her former proclivity still very present. Hair, platinum and purple, a great combo at the rave, not so much at this local watering hole. A … Continue reading

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Blue

Seated at a table against the far wall, Clyde and I enjoy our pints of an American lager. To our left, perched atop a high stool, back to the front window and playing a beat-up guitar is an aging hippie; … Continue reading

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The asian chick

I’m doing my best to ignore the blowhard two stools to my left as I try to enjoy my pint of Quilmes lager. I pretend to be interested in the hocky game displayed on one of the two plasma screens … Continue reading

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The C.I.A.A.

Deep beneath  the non-descript brick building of the Commission for the Investigation of Abuse of Authority (CIAA) is the other C.I.A.A. There is no meaning to the letters C.I.A.A, some bureaucrat simply decided calling our organisation the same abbreviation as … Continue reading

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Floozy fatal

Gunter’s dossier on the Alpine Underground’s front-man, front-person, is surprisingly extensive. Chinese English, her family lived in Hong Kong right around the time of the handoff. Petite, her dark hair cut in the short bob common among Asian girls her … Continue reading

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Dimitri

I reconnect with a weary looking Montique in the bar of a hotel that overlooks the Geneve Cointrin International Airport in the Swiss Confederation. Noticing his odd limp when he walked in, I ask, “What happened to you?”. Monti orders … Continue reading

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