Alex loosened his belt two notches but the action failed to ease his discomfort. Undoing his trouser top button, he felt his stomach sag forwards. He hadn’t visited the gym in 6 months: It was one more reason for him to hate himself. Alex was sitting in the King’s Metro bar, supposedly one of Toronto’s
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Readers who grew up in the 70’s may well remember the historic Camp David meeting – engineered by then President Jimmy Carter – which successfully brokered a peace treaty between Israel and Egypt. Almost 40 years later, the summit’s legacy is impossible to determine; in 2018, peace in the middle-east still seems something of a
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For David, the game was 100 per cent real: He made laser noises, leapt over the sofa and rolled across the carpet when there was an imaginary explosion. One time, Karen hurt her knee on an upturned chair leg, and there was blood. David insisted on going to the kitchen for a plaster. “What about
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