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It’s colder here. The air is crisp, the ground muddy. I hadn’t seen mud for nearly a year. It’s darker here too; literally. It is home, though. Edinburgh.  Returning is… comforting but jarring. Especially in 2020 – there are no welcome pints in a dimly lit pub. No mass gatherings, marching side by side withContinue reading “Kintsugi”