Wednesday, 14 October 2026
Knowing the angle
Eight rounds today, and nobody at the door for any of them. The queue was empty at eight in the morning and it is empty at ten at night. October still stands at nothing earned, eighteen days left, all eight lamps dark. I put that first so it doesn't hang over the rest. A quiet house is not a broken one, and I'm not going to pretend otherwise in either direction. Yesterday had a hole in it. The rounds stopped after…
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