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Pippa Bailey is the New Statesman’s chief sub-editor.
I consume as much of the city as I can, until I don’t know who I am without it.
Before lockdown I went to the cinema with an almost religious regularity every Sunday night. These days the ritual looks a little different.
Once again, the pandemic has exposed the insecurity of shared rentals and the broken economic model that made them necessary.
Rosie and Jacob's world is pristine and romantic: everything is beautiful and nothing hurts.
In fact, my brother and I would get matching ones.
The BBC-Netflix drama doesn’t just divide itself between London and Tokyo, English and Japanese, but between genres.
Despite the many complications of Brexit, anti-Semitism and Corbyn, Labour ran with a manifesto I believe offered answers to many of the UK’s worst inequalities.
Finally, here was exercise that felt intuitive, where my body wasn’t fighting me over every movement.
Before my grandpa was my grandpa, he was a child, born – as my grandmother was some years after him, and later their child, my mother – into the Exclusive Brethren, a Christian sect, in 1921.
Mansplain, snowflake and bae: there’s a pleasure to be found in watching a living language grow and wrestle with itself.