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Monday, 20 February 2023
Plugged In
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There is a point when you consult your internet browsing history and are frankly horrified at how plugged in one has become. More and mor...
Monday, 21 December 2020
Gasses gather inside you as if your own personal air balloon is being inflated
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This plane is far too full. Given the many precautions of the airport with careful separation of passengers by means of floor signs, sealed ...
Tuesday, 30 October 2018
Michael Abateo - drugs, buses and buckets with holes
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The days passed and Michael Abateo felt the futility of each day without Maria slipping through his fingers. He had learned to hide hi...
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Tuesday, 4 September 2018
These old bones and tendons do not bend and stretch
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I’m in Gatwick about to fly home to Malta after three weeks of being a granny to active grandsons in the UK. They filled every morning with...
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