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When Maya Dupa was a young girl growing up on the outskirts of Warsaw, she wrote political love songs while walking to the gymnasium every morning. Here are the lyrics… more ›
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Fumbling with his coattails, Jimi was feeling very uncomfortable at the post-opera soiree, but he wanted to try to meet the infamous Dr. Slowo. It was claimed that she could… more ›
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When Jimi was a small boy, he heard one day on theThe important thing is not, or not only, to legitimateplayground that the world would end in fire. Goddenotative utterances… more ›
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There was that one restaurant—a café, really—that we used to frequent when we were students. I forget the name. But the waiter was blond and always wore bleu jeans. And… more ›
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Sara Krowa lied about the number of lovers she had had, adding nine to arrive at the figure she told her best friend when they met again after an eleven-year… more ›
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Dr. Janet Slowo is sitting on her sofa in her cold and uninviting house overlooking a lake in some nondescript suburb. She has 5 more exams to grade before she’s… more ›
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Max Block cried when Professor X was executed by the state. Murdered. Assassinated. Between sobs, he thought of Plato’s stoicism at the death of Socrates. Not a tear was revealed… more ›
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It’s Tom on the other end of the line; he’s speaking—shouting, really, into the mouthpiece. But his voice is barely audible. He’s coming home? He’s moving to Rome? He’s shoveling… more ›
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Cat-groomer Gloria Kotka had heard about this new film for the past few weeks. The buzz finally attracted her to the cinematic blossom of Bareback Mountain, a lesbian cowgirl love… more ›
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Mr. Bleu’s response to the first question was, “I don’t really feel comfortable helping someone I barely know and don’t like.” This, of course, led to the second question: “So,… more ›