Apocalypse for Beginners
“THE BEGINNING OF THE WORLDA fine snow was falling on the neighbourhood where the train station was located, and a convoy of containers stirred up graceful powdery swirls as it trundled along the tracks.We shook the snow from our boots and coats, swung open the door and entered the close atmosphere of the Ophir. Seaport taverns must have given off that same odour of fermented barley and tobacco back in the glory days of buccaneering. It was a stench that contained more history than any museum.A quiet half-light filled the room. It was nearly empty, except for three Dalai Lamas working the first booze shift at the bar. A surrealist match of buzkashi was under way on the TV screen: some horsemen were dragging a veal carcass through the dust on an unnamed mountain range of Central Asia. SportsChannel had evidently diversified its programming.Ann Randall, inconspicuously tipsy, stared into space with a cigarette hanging at the corner of her mouth. She greeted us with a thin smile and leane...d over the counter to kiss us on the cheeks.“Hi, you two!MoreLess
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