Twenty-five years ago, I found myself sitting around a fire in an Indonesian rainforest.
As you start to get old, you find that you can begin essays with sentences like this and it doesn't seem incongruous, though it does seem like a challenge. Suddenly you realise that you are approaching the age when, in a healthy land, in a healthy time, you would ha…
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