Tagged: crime-heroes

The Story of Harmless Bullet

Day 27 Beneath your feet /absurdist comedy/ I was proud of the meeting results: it seemed I was cleared, and the murderer – whoever it was – had been identified. While walking through the city, I began whistling softly to myself. Ms. Asunción watched me from her basket, which I dragged behind me on the dusty road. People looked at me – the man covered in the red mud – with...

The Criminal Brain or The Reality of Crime

We need criminals. Before you grab a fistful of rocks to haul at me, hear me out first. I’m not one and have never willingly partaken in crime… (Well, apart from that one time as a little kid, when mum caught me stealing some ice cream from the refrigerator). Why fridge doors choose to creak so loudly at night, I’ll never quite understand. Might as well use a loudspeaker while...