Posts Tagged: food

The dream engine insists on beef

I went to a small restaurant alone where I’d been with Spouse not a week earlier: not hard to find, but hard to get to, down a flight of stairs that were almost a ladder to a rickety landing at the side of a narrow town-centre canal, possibly in Utrecht. I knew that they had

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The dream engine delivers at last

These scary pills I’m taking have “strange dreams” on their list of side-effects, and I was kind of looking forward to the strange dreams but none appeared, at least not stranger than what the dream engine usually produces. This one, though, is strange enough to qualify. We (just my other half and me, no daughters

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