Finally after weeks of angst and clear writerly evenings spent producing nothing, I finally shed my fic block and scrawled this all at once, stuck in a Cairo traffic jam in a slum at dusk, breathing in pollution, writing in a notebook lit by my mobile phone in the back of a taxi. I love my city.
I've also forbidden myself from reading fic until this
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