It was August 2013. The now disgraced ‘Blurred Lines’ had been number one in the charts for what felt like a decade and I was in the back of the car, stuffed in by my belongings, on the way to Edinburgh to start my Masters in American History. As I watched my parents drive away,Continue reading “Edinburgh: Fringe and Blossom”
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