before the year is out
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In which you ask me what I've been up to and I literally do not know except that it has been such marvellous chaos
London-bound, long time no see
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hello, long time no write, how are you?
on retreat: private indulgence or public display? some accumulated thoughts on the month that goes from quiet to commotion.
reaching for the heart of this city
very much still here and tentatively broaching what's next.
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punching at memory foam and the time it is taking to get from here to there.
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inevitably, creased