“Love me.” “Sorry, I don’t want to miss the train.”
Paulo Brito lives in Barcelos, Portugal. He writes since the age of 15 poetry and short stories as a matter of mental hygiene. He loves reading Rhys Hughes and David Soares. His influences are immense, because he has always been a drinker of books. He is someone who lives here, but whose mind lives there.
Paulo’s ten word story is typed on an electric Brother AX-410.
Photo credit: Paulo Brito
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