Now that my heroine, Greta Thunberg, has allowed her hair to
cascade freely, I’m becoming uncommonly fond of her. Not only is she strong,
courageous, single-minded, and possessed of a voice redolent of a Viking’s
battle axe, she’s also shorter than me. I wonder whether she would come to tea
if I asked her nicely.
Yes, I know I should be thinking deeper thoughts than this. Sometimes I do.
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