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The Lumiphonist http://p.ost.im/p/et8aH5
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What We Trained For
Shahrul and I attended the same spy school. He was in a secret underground facility, cracking codes. I was out in the field.
In an old European city, I escaped the crowds by slipping down an empty side street. A beautiful Viennese woman emerged from under an archway. So: I’d made it to Vienna.
I heard Shahrul’s voice in my ear. Not safe here.
At the other end of the street, a small lake sparkled. Two boys, informants of mine, showed me a safe place among the rocks. I didn’t trust these kids at all. I sent Shahrul a message through the keypad of a fax machine—an old spy trick.
An enemy agent leapt out of the rocks. I grabbed him, flipped him over, and tied him up with telephone cord. He was about to make his confession when a Viennese policeman showed up. He puffed on his pipe, and the enemy agent managed to pull a gun. The policeman took him down with a handkerchief that turned into a noose.
Now I’d never get that confession. It was time to move on.
1 month ago - 3
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More Monsters http://p.ost.im/p/e4r8dv
the man in the mirrors
backwards voyager — dirty three
Monster Sightings http://p.ost.im/p/eC9Jxp
february
