To Catch a Thief

I’m on the train from Grenoble to Valence, then onto Carcassonne. I’m upset. I’m on the verge of putting my fist through the glass next to me. I am battling acute frustration and helplessness combined with sustained adrenaline production; it is still pumping through my veins, even after almost an hour’s passing… This morning I […]

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