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Three autumnal food chapters

What I said to Nicola Benedetti when we met last night (in my head)

Why do I feel sad when I see people eating ice-cream?

Feasts and Fishes in Malta

Some people I met

Dinner for one

Karma

Do you have a massive turd problem?

Thirteen photos

A triad of poems concerning a glass of pálinka in Budapest and its accidental meeting with the floor

Billy