Burnt out
Nov 12, 2020
2 minutes
Yasmin Clapp, 27, Exeter
Chatting to my manager at work, I furrowed my brow and peered around. ‘What’s that smell?’ I asked him.
‘What do you mean?’ he said.
‘It’s like burnt toast,’ I replied.
But he couldn’t smell it. And there was nothing burning nearby.
It was June 2017, and I had a strong sense of deja vu, too. I was certain this moment
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