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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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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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Quando omni flunkus mortati

Gliding over the Caspian Sea, Jaxon brings me up to speed with the real world.  While I was on the lam, in U.S. America, flirting with desertion and Stacy; my office decided to call the incident a much needed vacation. … 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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