This is the bit where I cosplay as Carrie Bradshaw — except not from an unattainably large apartment in the West Village but from my phone in various spaces around a ludicrously low-rise city.
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On not writing
One of my resolutions is to write more. People (literally just my friends) are sometimes quite nice about my prose. This makes me really happy because it doesn’t come naturally to me and because I’d like to write a book. In fact, I started to write a book when my local supermarket ran out of…
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The poetics of a fever dream
It’s just after midday on a Sunday. I’ve swapped the hotel bar for an industrial-chic yoga studio complete with ash wood furniture, medium-grey walls and fat plants springing out of invisible pots like permanently inflated airbags. It’s the kind of faux-Scandi space that formed the backdrop to photos of kale smoothies back in the eat…
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Hello lol
Apparently everyone’s got a book in them, and so for a while I contemplated quitting my job as a corporate lawyer, moving to a Spanish-speaking country, and working in a dog sanctuary while penning my magnum opus. But after careful consideration I’ve opted instead to nearly live out my dream by starting a blog from…
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