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The anger radiated from him in waves. It was almost visible. An inappropriate thought made its cheeky presence felt, and I struggled to keep it hidden momentarily. I imagined him as a cartoon character: clouds of steam spurting from ears and nostrils, surrounded by thick black smoke radiating away from him in waves. This man was angry – and with good reason.
“TD, can you please hang your towel up in the bathroom?” I asked my son. “Just a minute, Mum, till I finish what I’m doing.” Several minutes passed by. Siren noises came from the Lego pile. He was having a wonderful time telling a story with his Lego toys. I got busy with other things … Read more
THE SPITE HOUSE In 1882, a New York City businessman named Joseph Richardson owned a narrow strip of land on Lexington Avenue. It was 5 feet wide and 104 feet long. Another businessman, Hyman Sarner, owned a normal – sized lot adjacent to Richardson’s skinny one. He wanted to build apartments that fronted the avenue. … Read more