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John ensconced himself in his cubicle, trapped by its familiar confines. It was almost noon, and he could set his watch to the silence that would follow. The old bank held its breath at that time every day, everyone at lunch except John, who stayed to log cheques and prepare transaction reports. He was significantly … Read more

John raced across the sand, his feet kicking up a spray of golden grains behind him as he laughed. “Last one to the water has to eat a hermit crab!” Kabir shook his head but couldn’t hide a grin. “I’m not eating any crabs. Those things carry diseases, you know.” Undeterred by his own circumspection, … Read more