— “If your feelings are still what they were last April, tell me so at once. My affections and wishes have not changed, but one word from you will silence me forever”
red light and a walking treadmill at the standing desk while i monitor spreadsheets that track the creation of shareholder value. my ancestors were peasants who ate turnips in a dirt hovel and they lived less spiritually crushed lives than this
every other library in north liverpool has permanently closed or had its hours halved because of austerity. spellow was more than a library, it was a warm, safe place for the community. for vulnerable people to access services. to get food bank vouchers!
an unconscionable loss