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SUNDAY, 17 JANUARY 1993
The bins are now fortnightly.
The council tax is still monthly.
— Zack, unqualified
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PREVIOUSLY, ON YOUR DECLINE
- You said "we move". You've lived in the same bedroom since you were nine.
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- You said "that's so me" about a horoscope. It also described 600 million other…
- You've been "circling back" since March. At this point you're space debris.
- Unlimited holiday is a lovely policy. The company did the maths on your guilt,…
- Running clears your head. Mostly of the idea that you're a runner.
- You left them on read "to be mysterious". They didn't notice. They were also…
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