Month: December 2022

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Closing Day

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Sometimes when I’m in shags I wake up in the dead of the night and stumble out of my Simba to meet an unyielding wall of darkness outside. Into a complete silence often broken by a distance howl of

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Smashed

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A REVIEW

By Gloriah Amondi. 

[Because a review of a very short movie about young people doing young things [like sitting inside a supermarket trolley] deserves to be reviewed by a young person.]

Every tragic story has the `what

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Books and Things

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Gang,
Next week Tuesday is our closing day here.

This means we are slowing down this slowjam. Like really slowing it down. But first let me tell you something about writing a book. But first first, let me tell …

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Cars In Ditches

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In another life, I was dawn. Not afternoon, night or evening but early dawn; the tricky transition between night and morning before anything takes shape, before anything means something. A time when shadows refuse to stir and the sky