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*Contains potentially sensitive content: Alcohol, Sexual Innuendo.* “Can you blame me?” I ask, squinting in the bright, clinical light. I can hear Jude grinding his teeth. “I really don’t know if I can fix this, Sarah.” “I’m sure it isn’t so dramatic.” He clears his throat. A bead of sweat irritates my eyelash. I reach up to brush it away. “I’m struggling to understand how you got here.” I turn to look at him, my other cheek squished against the headrest on the adjustable chair. “What do you mean?” “You met him on Friday. It’s hard...
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GAME OF STRATEGY It’s a lot like playing Mafia. You know, that game that utilises a deck of cards to assign roles to people? Aces count as the Mafia, Queens are doctors, Kings are sheriffs, and the rest are the plebeian majority that hang around and don’t really have a whole lot of value. Except for a headcount. When I first stepped into parliament as a doe-eyed new member, I had the greatest hopes to achieve amazing things. I finally felt like I had a voice! All my big ideas now had a platform to be spoken into existence. Unfortunately, ...
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