Well, isn’t this nice? Back to writing my thoughts down for public consumption. Previously, it wasn’t so nice. Previously it was a long-form bitching post upon which to scratch my bitch itch. And that title? Well, if you know, you know. But I shall grass myself in briefly. It was the summer of 2005. Tony Blair was infesting No.10 Downing Street, Dragost…
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