Tracy’s Multiple Personalities, and Lagers

As the Military Tattoo fireworks crashed up into the sky, Tracy threw the last chair out of the window. She hadn’t taken the diagnoses well. And, while Edinburgh cheered and flashed colour, she sat drunk and crying. Her landlord kicked her out. “That was the last straw,” she said, still boozy in the morning. “I […]

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