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Gentrify This
I pledged, from the beginning, to never surrender, unlike the others. Hearteningly, resistance at the start was ubiquitous. Soon I was to realise that, for many of them, it was just an instinctive aversion. Having occupied this place for so … Continue reading →
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Wichita Lineman Was A Song I Once Heard 