CHAPTER II – CONNECTIONS

A bulky builder with huge working hands, fingers thick as sausages and cracked skin (the sort of hands that Tina Modotti would photograph) is holding a tiny red and white kitten when we arrive at the house in the morning. Set against the dark cupped paws of the builder, the kitten's delicate tininess is emphasized; …

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CHAPTER I – REMINISCING

I sat down over two hours ago, but so far…nothing. Scribble pad still virgin, computer screen still blank. “Shout if you need anything.” I had said to the workmen downstairs before climbing to my perch on the third floor. It is all very casual here. Shouts and swearing, laughter and arguments and lots and lots …

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