There is a knock at the door. I am expecting parcels to be delivered. I open the door, and see a lot of boxes and parcels out there stretching along the front garden wall. One of them is in a long cardboard tube by the gate. I am disappointed to discover that none of these are for me, they are for the new neighbours moving in next door. I speak to the woman (one of a couple - they have actually moved in there in waking life) and I look at the books - old paperbacks from the 1970s / 1960s - dark, pulpy sci-fi horror covers I am interested in.
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I am in a room alone. I am pregnant and about to give birth. I am alarmed that I am to have to go through this alone. I suddenly realize how much it will hurt. Bloody water on the floor - my waters have broken. It is unclear if I am male or female.
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