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← Back to all issuesGranta 114: Aliens
Spring 2011
First there was the traveller; then the word was emigrants. In America, they turned into immigrants. And today – in many parts of the world – they are (we are) aliens. From somewhere else. At odds with and yet fully inside of another culture. At home nowhere.
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Contacts
Adam Broomberg & Oliver Chanarin
Photographs from the Belfast Exposed Archive, documenting the Troubles from the early 1970s.
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New Hotel Krakow
Adam Zagajewski
‘Now someone else lives in that apartment, / strange people, the scent of a strange life.’
A poem by Adam Zagajewski.
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The B.O.G. Standard
Philip Oltermann
‘Like most northern Europeans, we were dedicated Anglophiles.’
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Half-Mexican
Juan Felipe Herrera
Odd to be a half-Mexican, let me put it this way I am Mexican +...
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They Always Come in the Night
Dinaw Mengestu
‘Tell them truth. Tell them we are out here dying.’
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The Mercies
Ann Patchett
‘Once you knew what God wanted from your life, you would have to be ten different kinds of fool to look the other way.’
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James
Madeleine Thien
‘You can follow the trail but you can’t know in which direction you are headed’
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English Hours: Nothing Personal
Paul Theroux
‘England does not have a climate; it has weather, seldom dramatic.’
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Harabella
Biram Mboob
‘He was conscious of something that had been growing in him as he walked here alone on Rimroad: some dark unreasoning paranoia.’
