The doctors told her she had lung cancer. There was nothing they could do about it. ‘You have 2 years left, at most. Sorry.’ For a while she felt miserable and wept. But soon her tears dried. From then on she prepared her modest funeral. And she started smoking too.
I once saw a beggar who received from an old lady a pack of biscuits. He thanked her, and then when she was out of sight, he gave all the biscuits to a stray dog. Romania is full of beggars, but I suspect richer countries have them too. They are an old phenomenon, that appeared … Continue reading Do You Give to Beggars on the Street?
This is the best time of the year to talk about monsters. When I was a little fellow, at that tender age when I was not quite sure where babies came from, my grandfather used to entice me to stay longer at his place by telling me stories about witches and aliens and local monsters. … Continue reading Do You Believe in Monsters?
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