On Strange Horizons this week, a story by Italian writer and translator Anna Feruglio Dal Dan: And This Also Has Been One of the Dark Places of the Earth.
Kilburn High Road at five—the evening rush hour—is like a tinkling river of fireflies, each bicycle with its own wavering, quivering little light, all rattling and clicking as they make their way up towards Cricklewood or down towards London. The hated rickshaws take up too much space—they are getting more numerous each day. The infrequent buses get stranded at this hour, their train of patient, puffing horses easily sidestepped by human muscle. – read the rest of the story.