If it felt possible, I would have made a New Year’s resolution to write every day, just a diary entry of what I did, mostly for posterity, but every time I sit down to do that, I don’t, because of a lot of things but most of all because my job is to write. It’s already the third and I haven’t written a (personal) thing. On the eve of this year, I left a…
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