Welcome Home by Jess Gow

It is two o'clock in the morning.And I am wide awake.I'm lying on an alarmingly soft mattress underneath a wafer thin duvet, staring at the cracks in the ceiling and trying to place the era of the stained lampshade, which hangs above me. Seventies? Sixties? The Stone Age?About an hour before I had thrown off my barely-existent duvet and braved the cold, in order to remove the batteries from the unnecessarily loud wal…

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