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Ivor S. Irwin is a native of Manchester, England. His writing has appeared in The Indiana Review, The Long Story, The Review Of Contemporary Fiction, and Ripples. He lives in Branford, Connecticut, and teaches at Southern Connecticut State University.
The thing Terry hates most about going back to England, even on vacations, is that it’s like coral: a living dead thing. There is sweet nothing to do. Football. Sky television. The cancer of the reminiscence.
January 2002“The Holocaust is boring, honey. I lost it with that last Louis Malle film. It’s as old as platform shoes. They trivialize it.” Carla isn’t Jewish. “You oppress yourself, honey.” I nodded.
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