Tanks, Bullets, and Culture …

This weekend I am again rehearsing for a public reading of my book, Lost and Found in London, in a few days.  I sit in front of my clock, timing myself, making the odd change when the words aren’t flowing right.  But, in the back of my mind, I know there are people in Egypt and elsewhere who are risking their lives for basic human rights.  My minor concerns about grammar are put into perspective as the death toll climbs.

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