In which I test for coronavirus. No, I don't have symptoms! I was asked to take part in a survey which I agreed to because I just love the idea of sticking a swab down my throat until I gag and then shoving it up my nostrils til they bleed. The things you do for science....
In which I kill a jogger. Well. Nearly.
I live in Bloomsbury.
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