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epub |eng | 2012-01-09 | Author:Margaret Atwood [Atwood, Margaret]

Stan clocks in at Positron, takes a shower, changes into the boiler suit, lines up for the routine haircut. They like to preserve an appearance of authenticity at Positron, though ...
( Category: other January 12,2021 )
epub |eng | 2009-09-22 | Author:Margaret Atwood [Atwood, Margaret]

Wakulla walked home with me, and Jimmy came too. He fooled around a lot — made jokes, expected us to laugh — and Wakulla did laugh, in a polite way. ...
( Category: Literary Fiction January 10,2021 )
epub |eng | | Author:Margaret Atwood [Atwood, Margaret]

26 When the night for the Ceremony came round again, two or three weeks later, I found that things were changed. There was an awkwardness now that there hadn't been ...
( Category: Contemporary Literature & Fiction December 5,2020 )
mobi, azw3, epub |por | 2020-11-16 | Author:Margaret Atwood

I had forgotten sticking out of the back pocket; there you were, zippered and helmeted, it was zero hour, you said Be Brave) it was at least three weeks before ...
( Category: other November 18,2020 )
epub |eng | 2011-04-27 | Author:Margaret Atwood [Atwood, Margaret]

My grandmother died, then my father. The cat became elderly. My mother sank further into despair. "My poor girl," she would say, though I was no longer exactly a girl. ...
( Category: Humor & Satire Fiction November 13,2020 )
epub |eng | 2020-09-02 | Author:Margaret Atwood [Atwood, Margaret]

I don’t like the floor, though. Too visible, I hunch, I scuttle, a prey to shoes and vacuums, not to mention whisks. If you come across me suddenly you scream: ...
( Category: Regional & Cultural Poetry November 12,2020 )
epub |eng | 2020-09-02 | Author:Margaret Atwood

I don’t like the floor, though. Too visible, I hunch, I scuttle, a prey to shoes and vacuums, not to mention whisks. If you come across me suddenly you scream: ...
( Category: Poetry November 11,2020 )

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