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/ Speaking into my dictaphone on the platform at Kings Cross
It has something to do with judgement.
Nov 19, 2023
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Joe Rizzo Naudi
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January 2023
/ Walnuts
At the top of Camden Road, where the headlights peel off from Highbury, and the buses rush down from Tottenham, at eight in the evening, after the rain…
Jan 9, 2023
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Joe Rizzo Naudi
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May 2022
/ A Blind Guy
It’s the best thing about it, this ability we have to bring out the good in people, how we give them the opportunity to be kind.
May 11, 2022
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Joe Rizzo Naudi
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March 2022
/ Conversation in a Dream
It was night.
Mar 10, 2022
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Joe Rizzo Naudi
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November 2021
/ Ignorance
Near Waterloo, I stopped at a dark crossroads, unsure of the path ahead.
Nov 3, 2021
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Joe Rizzo Naudi
August 2021
/ East Croydon Castle
The train waits, hissing.
Aug 25, 2021
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Joe Rizzo Naudi
/ Last Moments Of My Life
a fantasy
Aug 4, 2021
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Joe Rizzo Naudi
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July 2020
/ First Date
We'll meet by the church on the corner of Goose Green, we said.
Jul 2, 2020
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Joe Rizzo Naudi
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March 2020
/ Social Distancing
People avoid me when they see the cane.
Mar 27, 2020
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Joe Rizzo Naudi
February 2020
/ Two Bouncers
In the queue for a bar in a town I barely know, and this one looks like a mean bastard.
Feb 19, 2020
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Joe Rizzo Naudi
/ Soft Matter
On one hand, years ago, before I used a cane, I was walking down Kingsway towards the river.
Feb 16, 2020
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Joe Rizzo Naudi
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January 2020
/ Exercises In Empathy
In this series, five friends imagine themselves in my shoes and write an entry for the diary.
Jan 16, 2020
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Joe Rizzo Naudi
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