Come to Helsinki, he says, or Stockholm. He gives me his business card, talks and talks and talks over the backs of our two couches. I sink lower. He traces for me his journey from Delhi to Sweden. In between the different countries of his life recalled, he holds a large hardback book with pictures [...]

The Girl With The Priestly Admirer tells me over a coffee about her newly acquired admirer, forbidden admirer number two. She is collecting them. The Priest. The Geography Teacher. Catholic, corrupt. I see him around, sometimes, tall and dark with eyebrows I think he must keep in a box on his bedside table and glue [...]

It exists, however adamantly you try to argue against.
Between the unlit match and the untouched cigarette, lying horizontal at opposite sides of the bed with their heads resting on respective pillows. Pristine pale pink sheets pulled up to chins.
A spark.
The flip of a cigarette case and ten minutes later, sheets crumpled around the two. To [...]