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falling out of trees…

Today sees me returning to the Hout Bay house to pack boxes. I’ve been putting this off: the mere thought exhausts me. And makes me feel inutterably sad. Which makes me feel exhausted (see the nasty loop?) But. I have … Continue reading

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