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My best friend all through my twenties and some of my thirties was called Lucy. We lived in a shared house together in a somewhat colourful neighbourhood (once described by my parents as a “slum”) in Nottingham. Many housemates passed … Continue reading
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My best friend all through my twenties and some of my thirties was called Lucy. We lived in a shared house together in a somewhat colourful neighbourhood (once described by my parents as a “slum”) in Nottingham. Many housemates passed … Continue reading