The Reflection of Jeremy Ford

It was a moment of regret, an ellipsis of self-awareness. Jeremy Ford saw himself then as an ageing man with a wine gut who might as well have been wearing a Victorian morning suit and a white waistcoat, an anachronism whose absurdity was...
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The Redundants

The interior of the room was white. The domed ceiling connected seamlessly with the circumference of the walls and floor. There were two doors, concealed so as to be invisible when shut. The room was empty except for a white...
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