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On the way back from the May bank holiday, as our plane glides towards London, I thought to myself: Does Spain exist when you're not there? Of course it does. Though not as the heat and the small
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On the way back from the May bank holiday, as our plane glides towards London, I thought to myself: Does Spain exist when you're not there? Of course it does. Though not as the heat and the small
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Like many kids at a young age, I became afraid of death. I have early memories of watching documentaries about the end of the
'Every something is an echo of nothing.' — John Cage One thing is certain: the world is becoming more complex. Notice the growing