gdi i thought i was gonna have a nice chill evening writing on racialised theories of tuberculosis in South Africa. instead i'm doing that in a pret next to a train station because I HAVE A GIG TICKET I'M GOING TO THE GIG. obviously. living my best life.
no seriously this is such insanely heavy stuff and I feel so connected and complicit in it and ugh I hope this essay turns out half decent but it has fucked with my head enough already
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