A dispatch from the plague ward
The heatwave has broken now, but for what felt like a long time it was good and toasty here. This time last year I wrote about Tennessee Williams and the literature of it being too bloody hot. At the time the baby was in his exotic lizard phase of thermoregulation, and would sudde…
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