Apparently journalism is addictive
I have always hated rollercoasters. My knuckles are white when Bogotá taxi drivers negotiate sharp corners and I generally distrust motorbikes. If asked about my many pointless fears, I gently insist there is nothing enjoyable in “unnecessary adrenaline”. But one of the few worthwhile rushes is the feeling of finding or writing a really good […]
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