I went to see Amanda Palmer perform on Saturday night, and the next day I started to write about it. She wore a dress that she’d worn to a major event a few years ago, before the pandemic. I’d been communicating with her a few hours before that event, trying to connect her up with a friend of mine. Amanda was going to be living in London, and wanted som…
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