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Low life

My existential crisis was straight out the terrible twos’ playbook

19 February 2022

9:00 AM

19 February 2022

9:00 AM

Early on St Valentines Day I walked down to the car park where the raindrops were knocking off the young almond blossom petals. The slow-dropping rain was refreshing after the January drought. In the car park the red car was shining wet instead of furry with dust.

I drove for 20 minutes on a winding road through low hills, intensively cultivated since the days of Roger the Norman, but abandoned since the Grande Guerre.

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