The emotional multitudes of a liminal time

leaving Europe, not quite home, then slammed

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A late night flight. Killing time in Milan during Ferragosto - the weekend when everyone escapes the city. It’s been a surreal halfway - or liminal - place to find myself in. I’ve sat in it at my friend JJ Martin’s apartment (the vibrant, wild designer I film in a previous video here). She offered it to me for my three-day wait. She had escaped the city…

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