Tonight, I finished reading Donna Tartt’s Secret History, which (like most things I set out to do) I had in my sights for a decade to then devour it in two days. 0 words Time and again I get gently surprised by timing (not any particular timing in itself but rather the timing of the […]
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On the perks of being a modern man
You are aware. You are self-reflective about being self-reflective. You can at the same time lightly deprecate the usage of the word ‘woke’ and secretly consider yourself somebody who fulfils whatever it means, somebody who passes the vibe check, somebody who lives and lets live, as long as that doesn’t entail signalling in any way […]