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Month: June 2017

My Autobiograpy as a Historian

My Autobiograpy as a Historian

Twelve I’m twelve years old, on the top deck of a double-decker bus, riding into the city with my younger brother and mum.  As we get close to our destination, I see a squat brick building that we’ve passed many times before without me paying it much attention.  Today, however, there’s a line of people spilling out its front door and far down the street.  I ask my mum what’s going on. “It’s a soup kitchen for the miners,” she…

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