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The Day Everyone Told the Truth
February 3, 2015 | troublemagFICTION
David Thrussell
I’m not a scientist or anything. I have no explanations for what happened. You could be tempted to call it the start of another average day. Sun rises. Birds chirp. Various people wake and prepare to … Read More
Sex Machine
December 2, 2013 | troublemag
by David Thrussell
The tubercular hiss of the aircraft filled my ears. In every direction my gaze bounced off textured moulded plastic, aluminium and sad beige carpet. The plane was full, its departure delayed by a handful of … Read More