21st May I didn’t sleep the night before last. Well, that’s a lie. I did actually sleep. For four hours. Now I don’t usually have trouble with sleeping; in an annoying explicitly counterproductive way, occasionally, when I’m stressed I’ll wake part way through the night and that’ll be it. It’s funny, sleep never eludesContinue reading “Cataracts and Dirty Vests”
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She went to Shanghai 