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April 13, 2026

The Illusion of Understanding

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The Situation At the beginning of all this there is a very simple fact, and it has nothing to do with any theories. Your child does not respond. You call their name, you repeat it, you try to attract their attention in different ways — but the desired, almost dreamed-of response…

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June 10, 2025

The Magic Called “Simplicity”

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A strange thing happened — I woke up yesterday and found the world to be… good. I should say straight away: I hadn’t smoked anything. I simply opened my eyes — outside, a grey and grubby morning — rolled out of bed, scratched myself where one usually scratches in the morning……

Short Stories

June 15, 2025

Everything You’ve Always Wanted to Do but Were Afraid to Try

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“Hello…” Even in this most neutral of phrases, her voice somehow managed to sound drawn out and inviting – or openly seductive, depending on the interpreter’s imagination. For a moment, he considered telling her what he had just been doing five minutes ago with the thought of…

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Books

June 01, 2025

Firecurl in the Ghost Desert

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Beyond the ruined Park lies the Desert of Ghosts — a wasteland where the sun burns the ground white and the nights chill the bones.