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Refugees in a Banana Republic
Literary

Refugees in a Banana Republic

Early dawn, when fog hung…

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A Day with Breanne Mc Ivor
Interview

A Day with Breanne Mc Ivor

Meet Breanne Mc Ivor. She…

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Nocturnal Conductions
Humor

Nocturnal Conductions

The first time it happened,…

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The Lady of the Water
Fiction

The Lady of the Water

I’d thought Central America would…

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Never Will I Leave Home
Literary

Never Will I Leave Home

You have not seen our…

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Two Blind Men
Flash Fiction

Two Blind Men

They knew well I was…

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An Interview with Ernest Brawley
Interview

An Interview with Ernest Brawley

Ernest Brawley, a native Californian,…

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‘Everything will be fine, I know. Medicine is so advanced nowadays.’ When he mentioned orthopaedics as a possible career choice, Dr Neil Ganguly’s sister burst out laughing. The twins were especially close. They had studied in the same school and college and had hung out in the same crowd. ‘Look at him dad – strong as a bull and equally smart,’ Nisha exclaimed. ‘What exactly does an orthopaedic doctor do?’ Dad asked looking thoughtful. ‘I had kind of hoped that you would do cardiology or something like that.’ Neil’s grandfather had a cardiac condition. He had had a bypass and a pacemaker within the last five years. ‘An orthopaedic surgeon deals with bones. All sorts of problems—fractures, bone disease, arthritis.’ ‘And this is sufficient to earn a living?’ Mr. Ganguly senior persisted looking doubtful. He was a geography professor at Jadavpur University and knew practically nothing about the medical…