Walking for Finland

I‘m clumsy.” “How clumsy? I mean, people are pretty clumsy in general.” “Yes. But I’m the most clumsy a clumsy person could possibly be.” “I don’t know about that.” “A few hours ago I was in the Qantas Lounge.…

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Why we do this to ourselves

“Like, are you sitting at the same table?” The barista asked, uninterested in the reply. She glanced behind her, pretending to survey the queue for the first time, even acting surprised when the guy behind her smiled back at…

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