He carries, at all times, a beautiful modern edition of The Art of War, which he reads during the break.
Category: Megan
Why are we here?
I ask if there’s anything that connects us, the new immigrants. ‘We didn’t fit in at home?’ says Megan, in that way that makes statements sound like questions.
Art attack
They seemed especially nervous of ‘conceptual’ art. I can’t imagine what dark things they imagine.
Ludmilla
She looks behind her, as if to remind everyone of something, and flicks her hair, like a pony flicks its mane.
A moist lesbian
She would like to open a bicycle cooperative in Tel Aviv, which is about the most lesbian thing anyone could do, possibly.
White Meat 