In February, the month of St Valentine, I had my bag stolen. From a Starbucks. Just outside my office – where I go once a day, at least. I felt like an idiot. Like a naive tourist who had fallen prey to the oldest trick in the burglers’ book. One minute it was there next to […]
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Of Love and Theft In The Digital Age
In February, the month of St Valentine, I had my bag stolen. From a Starbucks. Just outside my office – where I go once a day, at least. I felt like an idiot. Like a naive tourist who had fallen prey to the oldest trick in the burglers’ book. One minute it was there next to […]
Ode To My Non-Facebook Friends
You that wake up to the silence of a thousand voices that turn your back on a thousand choices you who walk free from opinion and influence that care little for ethereal confluence you who care not for farm nor fish nor frontiers who connections abhor and virtuality fear who bound your lives in matrices […]