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It is a sacred ritual. The priestess removes the holy objects from their alcoves. Takes them into the church, hides them from the stars. In the morning she returns them for the worshippers to see. Neat and tidy and holy at the Temple of Rolex. I find her on a dating site. I’m half her… Read More arrest

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My fence is in France. I’m almost certain that his buyer is too. I’ve told him I have two rugs. I decide to take them myself. Maybe I will notice something, maybe I can learn something. If I can trace his collector I can sell the other seven to him myself. I have an AirB&B… Read More arrest

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I arrive in Colombia with the reliquary. I don’t know if it’s being bought for its holiness, its beauty, or as an investment, or because there is just nothing else for the cartels left to buy. It isn’t really important. I’m being paid very well for it, whereas I had got it without paying anything… Read More arrest

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I walk across the room. I’m trying not to sweat. It’s summer in Italy and my uniform’s wool, I’m going to sweat. But I don’t want it to look like I’m stealing something. Because I’m stealing something. My heels click on the parquet floor. Can’t be helped. I punch in a keycode, open a door.… Read More arrest

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There were five of us. We were young and right and beautiful – the kind of beauty that comes from being young and right. There was Armand, from Marseilles, who always had this old Leica around his neck. It belonged to his great-grandfather. His great-grandfather who fought in the Spanish Civil War. He’d tell you… Read More arrest

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Henry Turenne and his skyscraper. Henry Turenne and his fourth quarter. The skyscraper has a square footprint. Ninety feet wide, ninety feet deep. Ninety feet of Malcolm X Boulevard. Ninety feet of Central Park. First floor, shops and a doorman. Second floor, precious little cafe. Third floor, gym, residents only. Residents on floors 4 through… Read More Attain