Grafton Street was empty on St. Stephen’s Day, you’ll recall. We were all sat at home, waiting for onset of a hangover we’re still trying to Berocca our way through … Continue reading IMAGE: When the streets of a city empty, where do the people go? Greystones.
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It wouldn’t have been like me to beat the drum of self-improvement while a global pandemic raged. Collective traumas were there to be survived, muddled through, duvet day by duvet … Continue reading Rogue: The radical power of transgender stories
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