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The Naming of Customers

As closing time approached, I went around the music floor to make sure all of the customers had left. One that I had seen earlier didn’t seem to be around, though I hadn’t seen him leave. “Is Tracksuit Man still here?” I asked another worker.
A voice came from the far side of a bookshelf. “Yes, [...]

No Sleep Till Bonynge

They came up the escalator together: a very tall man, with grey hair and an expensive-looking coat, and a much smaller woman, also grey-haired, but with a coat that, if equally expensive, didn’t seem designed to say anything about the wearer. When I asked them if I could help them find anything, they spoke simultaneously. [...]

A Prod With the Zen Stick

The shock came last week, on Tuesday afternoon. On my way to work, I had dropped by the ATM machine at the bank near the store to withdraw some money. The withdrawal failed. The machine claimed that I had no money in my account. Since I knew that there was at least $300 in it, [...]

Another Night in the Gauntlet

Maybe it was the odd chill in the still-dry air; maybe it was that most of the crazed Europeans had run out of August days to spend here (though one family did get into a furious argument in Italian at my register as each tried to pay — one with a credit card, one with [...]

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