A summer short story by Chantal Salvinelli Ti ha chiuso la porta di legno verde col doppio scatto violento per superare il chiavistello arrugginito. Cammina a...
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Short story di Mario Altrui Seconda, terza, quarta. Non ancora, non ancora, non ancora. Adesso. Mi sposto a destra, recupero, faccio ciao ciao. Quarta, quinta e...
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A short story by Alessandro Franci, translated by Paolo Carnevali I mixed reading and cigarettes in the shabby little room with 1950 decor. Outside the snow...
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Short story di Maria Teresa Renzi-Sepe Al bancone del bar della piazza centrale, l’ingegner Marco Marini ordinò un macchiato freddo al vetro e un cornetto integrale....
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A short story Once, we were left alone. It was not dark yet – just that dim light, that was still fighting against the night. You...
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Una short story di Paolo Carnevali The road offers sad profiles looking out to sea. Thoughts run after each other. A thread of earth and then...
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A short story by Annalisa Mastronardi My phone lit up. Here. Where are u? She was early, as always. I closed my book and left the...
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A short story by Annalisa Mastronardi Francis, my husband, is a creature of habit. Every morning, he wakes up early and makes breakfast for everybody. Since...
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A short story by Annalisa Mastronardi “Ladies and gentlemen, as we start our descent, please make sure your seat backs and tray tables are in their...
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A short story by Annalisa Mastronardi In the semi-darkness of your room hundreds of tiny dust grains danced in the straights traced by the sunlight. You...
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