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How to Win at King’s Cross

I was deep, deep underground. The walls were red, the walls were black, the walls were packed with posters. The room was hot and packed with us. We listened to a man who was far, far away, stamping as he declaimed from behind his would-be Teutonic beard.

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activism Politics Uncategorized women

It could have been me

It’s been a year since Maria McLachlan was attacked. This guest post by Paula Boulton is an example of the journey many of us have been on in the last 12 months… KG