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the container

Other than self-pity, something that makes me cry easily is the Hillsborough disaster. I am reminded of it occasionally, like today when the jurors’ verdict was given, and I can’t stop thinking about it and looking at those photos. So to take my fingers off the laptop, and to buy some rhubarb and beer, I took a little walk around old places in the small patch of sunshine between April snow and evening.┬áThe first couple of days back in London I thought there were too many people, beyond what the city could handle and beyond what I could. The social and individual metaphors/realities coalesce. The etymological roots of ‘capacity’ – to bear, to take in – not about ability, but about an expanding and contracting container.


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