Sitting on the balcony waiting for a storm to cross the harbour. The cloud is deep azure, the wind has cooled. We try to pretend we aren't scared. But we want this rain so badly.
We will sit all night, watching.
No more anti-wokism
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I can’t be bothered engaging with people who use “woke” as a pejorative, or
similar Trumpist rhetoric. I’ve therefore banned a couple of commentators
(Jack...
2 days ago
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