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“Everything smells of us” croaked Adam, the impoverished Co-President for Eternity of Eusafishes. It has been seven months since the occupation of our flat began. At first things were easy; with our seemingly endless supply of rolled oats and (occasional) … Continue reading
It’s 5:30pm, and I am sitting on the steps of Trafalgar Square, smoking a cigarette and taking off my somewhat oversized boots for the first time in hours. Opposite me are 100 hundred? 200 hundred? people around Nelson’s Column doing … Continue reading