Lockdown is darkening but I feel like dancing.
I teach my hands cat-like reflexes, dancing.
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Lu Oulton: 2020: The year my house turned into Neverland
As I write these lines we are entering our eighth month of quarantine in Buenos Aires, Argentina. There are four of us—my husband and me, our five-year-old Gael, and our one-year-old Vera. And it feels like we have been in lockdown forever.
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Phoebe Whitlock: Dominos with Mum
I had never been much of a fan of board games. They seemed to go on for ages, and the injustice of failing to win or being cheated at the last minute was never worth the effort.
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Gabrielle de la Puente: Mutazione
The garden died a few years ago with my granddad I think, and that makes sense to me. It was his space and workshop, somewhere he fixed bikes, watches, and painted everything he built the same shade of green.
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