I spend a lot of my time thinking about the end of the world. For the most part it’s not in a macabre, defeatist way. I like to think I’m an optimist or, at the very least, a realist with a healthy dose of optimism. I admit that after Russia invaded Ukraine I started ensuring the car always had more than half a tank of fuel in it, I knew which roads Nor…
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