When I was about 27, I realised I hated my office job so much it was making me a bad person. I’d scowl at innocent people on public transport and fantasise about writing a novel in which I killed off my co-workers in ridiculous ways. I’d spend $20 on food-court lunches with terrifying regularity. I knew I had to make a
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Apr 02, 2023
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