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The moment I said it, I knew I shouldn't have...

Anja Michael

The moment I said it, I knew I shouldn't have...

I step of the plane and the heat hits me like a slap across the face. I’ve been coming to Cyprus for years, you’d think I would have got used to it by now but, for some reason, it’s still a shock. I don’t really understand how people can live and work in conditions like this. My husband and I were stationed here in Cyprus and I never really stopped visiting the island, even after he had died. He was a soldier in the RAF and this time I am here for his memorial. When I arrive, my apartment is...

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The Art Cafe 1900

Anja Michael

The Art Cafe 1900

I’ve idled a lot of time away at this cafe, a popular place, full of artists and writers, some up and coming and some on their way out. No, I am not an artist; it’s the heady scent of fresh coffee and cigarettes that attracts me  to this place. Some of the customers eye me up curiously, wondering what my talent is, the only art I dabble in is the art of the con. Directly opposite is a small bank. It has been my only focus of interest for the last few weeks. I’ve become an expert of this building...

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