Boston

Boston is the most British place I’d been in a year. It reminded both of us of Manchester. There are tight road, looming heavy grey buildings, and it was raining when we arrived. People I like told me they don’t like Boston. Apparently it’s too white and too conservative. I get it, lacks the vibrancy …

Trump’s America

Venice Beach smells of piss and pot. It’s full of tarot readers, henna tattoo stalls and shops selling sloganned t-shirts. My friend (who lives here) calls it Camden on Sea; that’s not a compliment. Yet my friend chooses to live here and I have gone out of my way to stay here on my last …