A Girl Called Przystupa
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May in Sweden displays all the charm of nature as it once more effortlessly wins the favour of people offended by the long winter. This is compensation for the streaming rain of November, the darkness of December, the frost of January, the hopelessness of February, the illusions of March with its warm and icy breezes, and the stagnation of April, when it seems that winter will never end. May arrives suddenly: the mornings quiver with a milky light, the afternoons intoxicate with the colours of plants in flower, and the evenings pulsate with warbling and the flutter of mating.


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The policemen sitting on either side of Przystupa were brawny. She did her best to see where they were taking her, but she couldn't see much. They must have left Skuru behind them and gone onto the motorway, while the silhouette of the Forum as it flashed by indicated they had passed Ektorp on the left. Her stomach rumbled. She'd eaten nothing since the day before except a chocolate meringue that Nayana had thrust at her at Stockholm's T-Central; she had covered herself with white crumbs, and her fingers were still sticky


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ILLEGAL LIAISONS
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Jonathan seldom thought back to he and Andrea's first meeting. More space in his memory was occupied by the later moments he and Andrea immersed themselves in. Moments they plunged into with an intensity neither of them had ever previously experienced.


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photo by Stephan Vanfleteren