The Goodbye

I arrive at the club next to El Paltxeko. Loud techno music escapes from the building and the Space Warriors video game in the doorway fights for attention. I laboriously push my way through the sea of young faces and eventually find myself next to the bar. "One Tequila," I order with a smile.

Natalie

Technical Manual

The hyenas had just followed the felling of a water buffalo, ate, and then wandered slowly, sometimes stopping for no reason at all. One detected something with her nose. On the ground was an old technical manual, left there by an National Geographic photographer who was trying to learn WordStar in 1974. This is low level stuff, she thought low level and not edible.

Lloyd

d.n.f.

he pushed the machine through its white hot paces, thinking the whole time about the girl. the rest of the team could only watch. but there was no turning back...and as the great beast contorted itself into his finale, the last thing that went through his mind was a childish vision of love.

morgan