Marcell and Elisa were bewildered as they drove home through the quiet streets. Was this night real or just a hallucination? "Did we really just do this?" asked Marcell, while even the rhythmic sound of the turn signal reminded him of the sexual rapture of the past hour. "I'm also not sure, but I'm feeling every minute of it," replied Elisa, with a tired but satisfied expression on her face. "And we smell like sex. Anothe...

Elisa steps out of the car and fills her lungs with the warm evening air. The grey gravel scrunches under her black peep-toe high heels as her eyes wander over the red-tinged valentine bushes and four phallic Saguaro cactuses scattered in the front yard of a distinctive house. The eggshell-colored bungalow on the outskirts of their city blends in perfectly with the scrub-covered mountain range in the distance, already tur...

1. Mara and Dave "We have to hurry up!" Mara exclaims as she starts to run down the platform under the web of steel and glass of the Santa Apolónia railway station. "We're going to make it, there is our wagon," gasps David, keeping up behind Mara with a large trekking backpack that is shaking with every step. Mara and David were already traveling for one month, enjoying their semester break by exploring Europe by train. T...