I returned my trolley to the trolley bay, turned to jog back to Rio the Clio, and almost collided with the trolley attendant. “Thank you!” he said unexpectedly. I looked around for a moment and concluded, from the absence of other people in the immediate area, that he was talking to me. “I didn’t do [...]
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“… a load of postmodernist nonsense,” concludes Bluebeard, his hands flailing expressively. “And I was like, ‘You know what? What if you’re an onion? What if you just keep peeling away the layers, layer after layer, and you get to the centre and then realise, uh-oh, there’s nothing left? Why are you even here? If [...]
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You Say Goodbye, I Say… Historical Snapshots It Just Makes Me Happy
