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August 25 - September 3, 2020
He went to bed at night hugging his anger, holding it close as a lover. He feared if he let go of it, he would have nothing. He knew he was holding on to his pain, worrying it as one might pick at a scab, but it gave him a perverse sense of comfort.
He longed for the certainty and safety of fiction—in real life, monsters weren’t always vanquished, and heroes didn’t always win.
looking to stock their pantries.
Passengers swirled through Waverley Station like drops of cream in an unstirred cup of tea,
Somewhere in the distance, a dog howled mournfully as the fog thickened, wrapping the city of Edinburgh in its murky embrace.
No matter where his journey might take him, Ian knew he would spend the rest of his life coming to know this city of saints and sinners, with all its dark corners and contradictions. There was some comfort in that—as well as the promise of adventure, he thought as he trudged up the hill toward Victoria Terrace, and home.

