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back has to be unwrapped, aired and sorted. So my job at the moment is to think. There's a book bubbling to the surface, and some publisher wi ll even tually commission it. Perhaps that will happen before the cash runs dry. If not, it's back to the field to chase down more stories. But now I get to ratch et things up. All the proposals in the hopper involve places where the buses don't run, where I can walk easily from lig ht, through grays and into black ness and back.
Meanwhile, I relish my time in the coffee shop, eating lunch with my neighbors and dishing out one report after another from the jou rney they partly inspired. I'll not be silent to their questions again.