Tim Frank — Excerpt: Humbled, it occurs to Mylene, nobody likes Tchaikovsky or even classical music—not anymore.
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Sarah Das Gupta — Excerpt: There was a loud chorus of ‘oohs’ and ‘ahs’ as I went through A and E with a blood soaked towel on my head, looking like the Queen of Sheba in a horror movie.
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Natalie Nee — Excerpt: I’ve been waiting to speak with his family, but I can’t remember the last time they were here, despite living less than five miles away.
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Sarah Masters — Excerpt: You’re a witch, Jan. A bloody witch. Are those eyeballs?
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Surabhi Katyal — Excerpt: I would never tell anybody about MIDAS and my score. I was sure the result was enough to send me home. And I did not want that.
