I’m late, I’m late. I’m sorry I missed the deadline last week. Much has been afoot here in the Berra for this columnist and I’ve consequently been quite exhausted. Rest assured, however, that my commitment to providing you with the best in mediocre love advice has not waned. So, to the point. I saw the…
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Upon the genesis of this column, I expressed my hesitance about writing a column of this sort. I was afraid my metaphorical pen would reveal too much about me or disclose secrets too dangerous to give away. Disclose too much indeed. I am afraid we have long since crossed that line and are now…
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I have been thinking about my former attachments – for want of a better word – and relationships, generally, in the past few weeks, which is the logical outcome of writing on the stuff. Every fortnight, as the black mist of the writer’s deadline approaches, I ponder the relevance, the meaning, the point – whatevs…
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