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Author Archives: Fran Hart
Expectations
Mimi sat on the porch swing, motionless. Words swirled through her mind like fallen leaves caught in an eddy, twisting and spinning, eventually rushing downstream. China plates: white shards scattered on the kitchen floor, dried food on the pieces, on … Continue reading
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Secrets
“What do you think they’re doing?” Julie asked. “Keep your voice down!” Sean responded, frowning. “Do you wanna get caught?” He wished Julie wasn’t with him but when he saw Coach Brown and Ms. Starr leaving he didn’t have time … Continue reading
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Taiwan’s Coal Mine Museum
Saturday may or may not have dawned cold, damp and gray; I didn’t wake up until well past dawn. Regardless, it was cold, damp and gray when I left the hotel at 10 a.m., eager for the day’s adventures. My … Continue reading
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Innocence
“This can’t be happening. None of this is real. This is a dream. I’m going to wake up now.” And I wait, but nothing changes. The rear seat of the police car is uncomfortable; the stench, overpowering. The cuffs pinch … Continue reading
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Hotel snacks
On the first day I arrived at the City Lake Hotel there was a plate on a table with a fresh apple and a banana. I enjoyed both. Every day since I’ve had some form of snack waiting for me … Continue reading
Riding the MRT
On my last trip to Taipei I completed a rite of passage: successfully navigating Taipei’s mass transit system (the MRT). Thursday I took it up a notch: traveling from Shihlin to Neihu requires not one but two exchanges. Also, this … Continue reading
The Taipei Night Market
The long hours of work are taking their toll on my ability to keep up with my own adventures. This last week has, for the most part, been spent (from waking to sleeping) in the line of duty. Last night … Continue reading
A Road Less Traveled: the Neihu shortcut
I’m sure you figured if I wasn’t barfing on this trip you wouldn’t hear about barfing. My last post proved that notion invalid. After another long day of meetings (and time spent catching up on e-mail during the endless discussions … Continue reading
Tales (or Tails) of Traveling Fran
On my first trip to Taiwan in 1999 I spent most of my time scoping out and making mad dashes to the nearest available restrooms. I saw more porcelain thrones than any other site we elected to see. As part … Continue reading
Desire
Taylor’s hand stroked the fender with a gentle, loving caress. The car, with sleek lines and curves like a woman’s body, sat low and lean in the showroom. An almost sexual longing stirred within him. This Porsche Carrera GT, so … Continue reading
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