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I’ve settled on blog.hystereo.There was a time when I’d have insisted on the full and proper word. Weblog. I said it deliberately, with the faint air of a man correcting a waiter, as though the sh...

In the unhurried days of my youth, when mobile technology was only just beginning to dictate the rhythm of our lives, I had the privilege of growing up in a home steeped in books. My parents would oft...

In my early teens, the house was often a quiet tomb of books until my cousins arrived. Three of them would descend regularly, deposited by parents chasing long work hours or errands—a rhythmic aband...