Many a time have I had an existential crisis about whether to go out or not, unable to cope with my restlessness at home, as well as the prospect of falling asleep on the nightbus and waking up at Heathrow Airport at half five in the morning, wiping the drool of disappointment off my chin. Disappointman struggles with similar problems this week, and after finally deciding to embark on a night out, realises that the existential crisis isn’t quite over…
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Chris is an artist, writer and occasional jam maker. He is co-writing a philosophy cookbook as part of a preserve concocting double team known as Jammatology.…
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